FTEC, Tuesday, August 1

[sexydoctor.livejournal.com]

Christian flipped through a copy of FHM. He may have left it open to some of the more risque photos in the middle of the magazine.

FTEC, Tuesday Night

[drlambert.livejournal.com]

Her shift had been quiet since arriving. No schizoid types, no snow, and no strange statues to hide behind screens. There was, however, a ham sandwich sitting on a plate before her. It wasn't just any ham sandwich -- no, she had gone to the trouble of picking up some fresh, shaved Virginia ham, crispy lettuce, tomatoes, some Italian dressing and those really soft and tasty hoagie rolls. The remainder of the packages were now in her fridge, keeping the bottles of bovine blood company.

And still the sandwich sat on the plate. If she didn't know better, she'd swear it was mocking her.

( What was it about food? )

[Cut because it's a little longer than I thought...]