Outside Room 429, Friday Morning
Edmund hadn't slept well again. Rather than tossing and turning and getting himself frustrated, he rolled out of bed and dressed, intending to go to the salle for a workout. He hadn't expected to be barrelled into by a gremlin as he stepped out the door. The gremlin looked just as startled.
Ed had only a moment to react. His eyes widened and he was about to swear protest, but the gremlin was faster and it chomped down on Edmund's arm.
The gremlin scuttled off, feeling very pleased for itself. John Bosley shook his head. "Falling over my own feet, sheesh, and it's only morning." He picked himself up and dusted himself off. He looked at his completely non-existent watch. "Is that the time?" he exclaimed. "I gotta get to the office! The angels need their Bosley."
He ran down the corridor. Slowly. Without a bra.
Ed had only a moment to react. His eyes widened and he was about to swear protest, but the gremlin was faster and it chomped down on Edmund's arm.
The gremlin scuttled off, feeling very pleased for itself. John Bosley shook his head. "Falling over my own feet, sheesh, and it's only morning." He picked himself up and dusted himself off. He looked at his completely non-existent watch. "Is that the time?" he exclaimed. "I gotta get to the office! The angels need their Bosley."
He ran down the corridor. Slowly. Without a bra.