The Perk [Tuesday Morning]
Sleep was a rare thing this week. A problem which Angela was treating with caffeine. Lots and lots of Perk-supplied caffeine. She probably wasn’t alone in that. With the clouds building outside the forcefield, blocking out everything the temptation was for something a little stronger than that. It was looking unlikely.
"Okay seriously? The world may be ending and you’re not going to give me a real Irish coffee?"
No, apparently not. It felt better to dwell on the little things rather than disappearing continents and the view from the window, all the same.
[[Open for all your perk-ly needs, work-related SP likely!]
"Okay seriously? The world may be ending and you’re not going to give me a real Irish coffee?"
No, apparently not. It felt better to dwell on the little things rather than disappearing continents and the view from the window, all the same.
[[Open for all your perk-ly needs, work-related SP likely!]