Stark Industries: Thursday

[memberslonely]

Lindsay was behind her desk trying to concentrate on her work but kept getting distracted. Every once and a while she'd pick up a phone to call her friends back home or start an e-mail that would start with "Dear Dad" but she'd immediately hang up or close the e-mail before she even started

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[flipped_god_off]

It'd been one of those weeks that he'd wanted to forget but that didn't stop Loki from making a stop on the way back from where he'd been.

He slipped inside the door and leaned against it. "You're looking a mite glum there, Lindsay."

[memberslonely]

"Just got a lot to think about," she replied as she leaned back in her chair. "As you might imagine."

[flipped_god_off]

"This week is fucking fired," he said and smiled. "How are you?"

Concern was so...foreign to him.

[memberslonely]

"Fine. Better," she admitted. "I guess it was easy for me to pretend this place was just trying to play a joke on me and you and I were the only ones who didn't buy it."

She gave him a grin and chuckled.

"Little did I know you were also part of the joke."

[satedan_soldier]

Everybody seemed off this week and Ronon was no exception. But talking to Lindsay was usually a good kind of frustrating, so there he was, tossing himself into a chair. "You busy?"

[memberslonely]

"Yeah. I'm swamped," she said sarcastically though glad for the distraction. "What's up?"

[satedan_soldier]

"You look it," he replied. "Not much, didn't feel like writing a midterm, so I came to bug you." He had such disdain for tests that couldn't hold death as an option.

[memberslonely]

"I like that kind of bugging," she smirked. "Why don't you just pawn off your midterms on your TA's?"