Sep 19, 2015 09:27
Bellamy had a lot (a lot) of excess energy that needed to be burned off today. Sitting behind the counter just wasn't going to cut it so he was up and around, cleaning guns, disassembling and reassembling them, stocking ammunition, and just generally pacing around.
He couldn't really say where this had come from but something was gonna have to give later. He'd either be going out for a long run or he'd be going out to the mainland to find something to do. He wasn't sure which.
[Open, no OCD]
bellamy blake,
isabela,
gulch