Monday, 8 December 2014

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Monday, 8 December 2014 21:32
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Rock sighed as he leaned back in his chair, pulling a cigarette out of the pack in his pocket and lighting it up. He focused on the ceiling as the familiar burn of smoke filtered into his lungs. Being in charge of all this paperwork was stressful, but it's not like he could trust any of the girls to do it. He was stressed, and he knew the best way to get out of it was a good fuck... but he'd seen (and heard), Revy and Eda on his way home, and Roberta... well, she wasn't anywhere to be found, at the moment. Besides... he couldn't just ask her, or push her into it. He sighed, getting up and walking into the kitchen to get a beer, as a temporary catharsis.

He leaned against the counter, considering. Those two girls had been practically draping themselves over him the other day... shit, what were their names? Well, it didn't matter, not now. As much as he wanted to go and find them, it would get him in more shit than he wanted to deal with. Revy might give him a little leeway because at least they weren't Japanese, but he didn't want the unpleasant ball-busting experience afterwards, both literally and figuratively. Eda wouldn't give a shit, of course, but... now he had Roberta to worry about, too. No matter what all of them wanted to pretend, he was the one who had to make sure no one's feelings got hurt. Well, not deeply, anyway.


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