Demon Marcus, Sunday
Sparkle had actually decided to show up to work today! This was a big accomplishment for him, what with the fact that just listening to the radio every morning had him paranoid and on-edge. Not that staying in his room was going to change anything if the island's weirdness decided to finally catch up to him, no, but there was that little bit of brain that said staying in was safer. Especially since he hadn't changed yet.
... He hadn't, right?
Oh, god. That was going to bug him all day, now. Instead of actually getting any work done, he was downloading podcasts of the morning news over the past few weeks, because he was bound and determined to prove that he was Original Flavour Sparkle, thank you.
"Parents!?"
If anyone needed him, he was going to be in the back room, burning things.
[Open, OCD-free!]
... He hadn't, right?
Oh, god. That was going to bug him all day, now. Instead of actually getting any work done, he was downloading podcasts of the morning news over the past few weeks, because he was bound and determined to prove that he was Original Flavour Sparkle, thank you.
"Parents!?"
If anyone needed him, he was going to be in the back room, burning things.
[Open, OCD-free!]