Millitimed to this afternoon.
[OOM: Days go by as Spoon starts to settle back into himself. And eventually, Spoon has something to say]
The door opens on Yorkshire briefly before closing, then opening again a few minutes later to admit Harry Wells. He's in a remarkably good mood (these days for him nearly any good mood is remarkable), and he's got a thick brown envelope under one arm. It's just possible that it might be needed at some point, he figures.
In the meantime, he checks to make sure Annie's sign is still on the back door. Then it's time for a pint and a seat by the fire.
The door opens on Yorkshire briefly before closing, then opening again a few minutes later to admit Harry Wells. He's in a remarkably good mood (these days for him nearly any good mood is remarkable), and he's got a thick brown envelope under one arm. It's just possible that it might be needed at some point, he figures.
In the meantime, he checks to make sure Annie's sign is still on the back door. Then it's time for a pint and a seat by the fire.