My Most Important Mission [COMPLETE]
WHO: Door, Jaime
WHERE: Door's pad (Phoenix's? I forget.)
WHEN: Jan 17, afternoon
WARNINGS: Nah this is safe stuff
FORMAT: Filthy quickpara hybrid I bet since I can't shut up appparently
Door had never tried dipping chips in ketchup. As luck would have it, Jaime did happen to have a small, vending-machine-sized bag of barbeque potato chips on hand prior to his discovery. Luck also dictated that there would also be a half-used bottle of ketchup in the fridge, just for this emergency. He grabbed it, bagged it, and snatched his coat by the door, locking up and briskly walking out.
For the distance it was, he considered suiting up and flying there. But it was broad daylight, and he didn't want to make that kind of spectacle too often, and even then, only when he needed to. So he took the bus instead.
Fifteen minutes later, he arrived, and made his way to Door's...door. He knocked, slapping on a goofy grin.
WHERE: Door's pad (Phoenix's? I forget.)
WHEN: Jan 17, afternoon
WARNINGS: Nah this is safe stuff
FORMAT: Filthy quickpara hybrid I bet since I can't shut up appparently
Door had never tried dipping chips in ketchup. As luck would have it, Jaime did happen to have a small, vending-machine-sized bag of barbeque potato chips on hand prior to his discovery. Luck also dictated that there would also be a half-used bottle of ketchup in the fridge, just for this emergency. He grabbed it, bagged it, and snatched his coat by the door, locking up and briskly walking out.
For the distance it was, he considered suiting up and flying there. But it was broad daylight, and he didn't want to make that kind of spectacle too often, and even then, only when he needed to. So he took the bus instead.
Fifteen minutes later, he arrived, and made his way to Door's...door. He knocked, slapping on a goofy grin.