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FTEC, Friday (18/2)
Friday, February 18th, 2011 08:38 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
justhisblogger.livejournal.comJohn had had about a week to get over the Kasei thing. And he had-- or at least he wasn't actively grousing about it anymore. Instead, he was spending his time seated behind his desk, attempting to put the whole incident into words without a) seeming like he'd lost his mind and b) encouraging Harry to make any more insinuations.
It was enough to drive any man mad, which would explain why he was suffering from writer's block on a massive scale.
Maybe he should try writing about Lacey instead. Lacey was nice, and uncomplicated, and not quite as liable to make him want to chunk his laptop through the clinic window like he was currently sorely tempted to do.
One of the nurses passed him by. "The cord won't go far enough to reach the window, dear."
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It was enough to drive any man mad, which would explain why he was suffering from writer's block on a massive scale.
Maybe he should try writing about Lacey instead. Lacey was nice, and uncomplicated, and not quite as liable to make him want to chunk his laptop through the clinic window like he was currently sorely tempted to do.
One of the nurses passed him by. "The cord won't go far enough to reach the window, dear."
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