Foster (
phlogistos) wrote2012-11-12 09:12 pm
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[Hey lookit this asshole hanging out in a less then reputable bar!!! He's settled in a booth in the corner, legs stretched out under the table and propped up on the chair across from him. Between long pauses for people watching, he occasionally returns to something he's writing, though he only gets a few words down before he's back to staring at the crowd. Bored out of his mind by the looks of things]
[He's also smoking despite the sign requesting that please not be a thing. The reason management hasn't come up to tell him to stop? Probably has to do with the gigantic black gun propped up beside him]
[Alternately, start something of your own!]
[He's also smoking despite the sign requesting that please not be a thing. The reason management hasn't come up to tell him to stop? Probably has to do with the gigantic black gun propped up beside him]
[Alternately, start something of your own!]
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[But fine whatever, he feels stupid standing here glaring at an empty room, so he heads back to the bathroom, turning the shower back on and... kicking his pants off finally 8'|]
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[also naked]
[and flop onto the bed... w e l p]
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-- Oof!
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[Wiggles under the covers, kicking the lump as much as he can along the way, and then he's rolling onto his stomach and closing his eyes. NIGHT, ASSHOLE]
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[And also sleeping now, finally]
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Going to sleep now too! Not that he actually needs to, but you know.]
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BRB GOING TO GET SOME REAL FOOD.]
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[Eventually he'll stir and kinda... shift around... and when he doesn't feel his weird invisible guest anymore, he sighs and relaxes into the pillow and... goes to back to sleep sldkjfkllkj Foster you lazy ass]
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[Probably wakes up like an hour later, rolls around in bed a little for another half hour and then finally... finally picks himself up and drags on a pair of underwear at least. He should... probably... pack up and gtfo while he can but... his bed is sou comfy weep]
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eventually he does come back, which you can tell only because there is the very loud sound of someone munching on a cookie and a floating half-eaten cookie in the air.]
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[weep turns to look... at the cookie... squinting a little]
You're back... [oh my god... going to tug some pants on good lord he needs to leave now]