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raspberryturk) wrote2008-08-11 10:22 pm
raspberryturk) wrote2008-08-11 10:22 pm
Adorable Panda, Alcove B2, Monday, Late Night.
It had been one hell of a long day.
Which was why, by the time Reno finally managed to find his stupid alcove again, he was about ready to curl up on his bed and stop functioning entirely until tomorrow. Maybe wake up for Radio. Then collapse again. That sounded like a plan.
He picked up his phone, eyed it for a moment, and then typed in a text message.
Yo, Tseng. Still a damn Turk.
He shook his head, closed his phone, and dropped it on the floor, message unsent.
Reno wasn't sleeping tonight.
[Shamelessly linkdroppy. Shamelessly. Curtain closed, post open if you want.]
Which was why, by the time Reno finally managed to find his stupid alcove again, he was about ready to curl up on his bed and stop functioning entirely until tomorrow. Maybe wake up for Radio. Then collapse again. That sounded like a plan.
He picked up his phone, eyed it for a moment, and then typed in a text message.
Yo, Tseng. Still a damn Turk.
He shook his head, closed his phone, and dropped it on the floor, message unsent.
Reno wasn't sleeping tonight.
[Shamelessly linkdroppy. Shamelessly. Curtain closed, post open if you want.]