Infinite Consortium - Tuesday

[single_man_tear]

Dean fully expected an ambush from the chair this morning when he walked into work. Instead, he found the suit of armor and the chair lying on the floor, spooning, surrounded by four empty family-sized packs of Double Stuf Oreos.

He stood in the doorway, staring at the odd scene for a solid thirty seconds. Finally, he shrugged. "I've done weirder," he declared and made his way behind the counter with no further judgement