[And he closed his journal, tucking it away in a locker before he called to his boss that he was done for the day. He moved to get his time-card and punch it, tucking it back into the appropriate slot overhead. He wouldn't be on the clock for this... something about that didn't feel right. Then, he went to check on the chicks...]
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Date: 2011-09-10 09:29 pm (UTC)