[Woodrow = and_dontcallme. Jax = memoryof_smoke Set in breakcityheart]

"You want me to interview this guy?" Devon held the information on him in his hand. He perused it once before looking back up at his new supervisor. "Why?"

Woodrow was in the middle of putting his files away. Devon couldn't remember the last time he had seen a real filafax.

"His new storyline is newsworthy, Devon," ( Read more... )

[Woodrow, and_dontcallme, is mine to use freely. Occurs a day after THIS. All muses referred to with permission.]

Cross-posted to breakcityheart

[Courage is not the absence of fear but the knowledge that there is something more important than that fear.]Flicking on the light, Devon pulled off his shoulder bag and set it down on the small futon. He brushed a few strands of ( Read more... )