There was obviously something going on, but he guessed questioning it wouldn't be too smart a move right now. What was that smell, though? Had she been cooking?
Oh well, she'd told him to sit down, so he did, kicking off his boots and leaning back with his Costa coffee. He'd actually put one sugar in it, today. More out of a need for energy than anything.
"Long," he called through. "Caught some kids trying to break through one of the security doors out back right before the end of my shift. Assholes."
He'd dealt with it fine, but it had meant filling out paperwork and prolonging his shift by an extra thirty five minutes.
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Date: 2016-12-02 01:11 pm (UTC)Oh well, she'd told him to sit down, so he did, kicking off his boots and leaning back with his Costa coffee. He'd actually put one sugar in it, today. More out of a need for energy than anything.
"Long," he called through. "Caught some kids trying to break through one of the security doors out back right before the end of my shift. Assholes."
He'd dealt with it fine, but it had meant filling out paperwork and prolonging his shift by an extra thirty five minutes.
"How 'bout you?"