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FTEC, Friday
Friday, December 7th, 2012 11:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
not_mandonnaAt 9:08 sharp in the morning, Doctor Maxwell Blum strode confidently into the clinic, smiling at the nurses as he passed them. "Morning, dolls," he called out, pleased when they responded to that with high-pitched, adoring greetings of their own. It was good to be the boss. "How are you ladies doing? Wonderful, wonderful."
When he reached his office (for certain interpretations of the word "his" and "office"), he turned to face his secretary (same deal). "I'm going to need some cigarettes and some doughnuts to get through the day, okay, dollface?" When she nodded at that and stood up, Max gave her a charming, totally affectionate pat on the rear. "Atta girl. TGIF, am I right, girls?"
With that and an affectionate chortle, he disappeared into the mountain of paperwork he had to take care of.
...Right then.
[[so... that happened. SEE, DEREK, HE IS REAL. uh, this week. open!]]
When he reached his office (for certain interpretations of the word "his" and "office"), he turned to face his secretary (same deal). "I'm going to need some cigarettes and some doughnuts to get through the day, okay, dollface?" When she nodded at that and stood up, Max gave her a charming, totally affectionate pat on the rear. "Atta girl. TGIF, am I right, girls?"
With that and an affectionate chortle, he disappeared into the mountain of paperwork he had to take care of.
...Right then.
[[so... that happened. SEE, DEREK, HE IS REAL. uh, this week. open!]]