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tampered2013-05-22 12:29 am
brobeforehos) wrote in tampered2013-05-22 12:29 am
[locked] i dare you not to quote cindy lauper
When; 20th May, evening/night
Rating; A for Alcohol
Characters; Mae Crawford (brobeforehos) & Robert Chase (intheblanks)
Summary; Chase is a girl, which apparently is exactly the missing ingredient to get Mae to invite him to a night out. (Warning for girly cocktails.)
Log;
She arrives later than she'd like, and not quite because of her work shift ending when it does - she's entitled to some free days, the Library being as whimsical in its staff's schedule as it is in its services in general, so she's taken this one off because the curse called for it. There was a crisis to solve at home with Clary, and afterwards a visit that she keeps trying to reason with even now.
But, half past eight or something close to it, she shows up at his work, making a beline for his office. If he's going to go dressed in his(her) scrubs, then she'll wear her work clothes too - which are, granted, not very different from her every day clothes, save for her T-shirt not sporting a clever line on it today. Such class, she knows.
Still with such class, she knocks before stepping in. "Hi, sorry I'm late."
Rating; A for Alcohol
Characters; Mae Crawford (
brobeforehos) & Robert Chase (intheblanks)Summary; Chase is a girl, which apparently is exactly the missing ingredient to get Mae to invite him to a night out. (Warning for girly cocktails.)
Log;
She arrives later than she'd like, and not quite because of her work shift ending when it does - she's entitled to some free days, the Library being as whimsical in its staff's schedule as it is in its services in general, so she's taken this one off because the curse called for it. There was a crisis to solve at home with Clary, and afterwards a visit that she keeps trying to reason with even now.
But, half past eight or something close to it, she shows up at his work, making a beline for his office. If he's going to go dressed in his(her) scrubs, then she'll wear her work clothes too - which are, granted, not very different from her every day clothes, save for her T-shirt not sporting a clever line on it today. Such class, she knows.
Still with such class, she knocks before stepping in. "Hi, sorry I'm late."