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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 17, 2015 22:00:29 GMT -8
George- "Will do. Looks like good weather."
Billy- "That it does."
George left first. Billy checked his pockets and seemed to be comporting himself.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 17, 2015 22:03:34 GMT -8
Erel- "I'll see you folks all soon, I hope." He picked up his crutches and started to go on his way after a brief wave at the rest of the folks assembled there, before calling his ride on the cellphone.
He spent the rest of the day napping, and would look at the wound in the mirror after a little while. He doesn't see much...the irritation is normal.
He drank some milk later that night, remember that fellow's odd comment about milk as well. He wondered if he was just feeling odd.
He only had a gallon in the refrigerator, if his craving went on he might need to get another.
He broke out his graham crackers for the occasion and that was his dinner.
That night, he went to work as normal, sore muscles and all...Early morning he slept and had odd dreams...
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 17, 2015 22:08:17 GMT -8
Billy- "Coworkers, I liike that. See you later, ma'am."
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Post by DKender on Oct 17, 2015 22:08:29 GMT -8
Timothy speed-walked to his car, smiling politely at Jo as he passed. He just wanted to get home and recuperate with television and microwavable meatloaf. About halfway home, he realized that he forgot to demand an upfront payment; so much for an assertive new Timothy. They might not want him to make demands, anyway. Unless they were looking for leadership qualities? It was so difficult to understand the world.
He napped until supper, ate in front of the television, and then had a terrible desire for milk, of all things. There was a gallon in the fridge. He sniffed it - strange smell, but not sour - and drank directly from the carton."Don't judge me, Timmy." Then back to the sofa, where he stared listlessly at the screen until he drifted off to sleep.
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Oct 17, 2015 22:12:58 GMT -8
Eric sticks around long enough to give anyone pointers on optimal bus routed in case they are going by transit. Gots to flex your one skill when you can.Eric- "..." Once all was said and done, he took his journey home, stopping at the grocery store to get some FrankenBerry and a gallon of milk. Fortunately food stamps pay for unhealthy food as much as they pay for the healthier stuff. Whatever. FrankenBerry is fortified with 9 essential minerals and vitamins. Or something. Too bad they stopped making the Mr. T cereal.
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Post by Trinity on Oct 17, 2015 22:13:05 GMT -8
Mason- "Later, coworker." Mason smiled at everyone and made his way out of the building. He still had some time to take his dog for a walk, maybe grab some groceries on the way, some milk.. Did he have any milk at home? Probably not, best pick up a gallon.
He took the bus home, and was greeted eagerly by his roommate, Socks. The pair took a walk through the park, and on the way back, Mason picked up a few things to eat the next day, along with two gallons of milk. Was there cereal at the house? Huh.
That night he drank one of the full gallons of milk, and went to bed shortly after. His dreams were strangely vivid, but nothing too weird.
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