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I'm all out of sorts for lots of reasons tonight, and I'm behind on a huge lot of things, and I think the world is probably best served at present if I just go shut up and put a blanket over my head.
While I'm gone consider this an invitation at large to the flist to say how you've been doing, please. I really miss you all.
While I'm gone consider this an invitation at large to the flist to say how you've been doing, please. I really miss you all.
It's week two of Alex without Annika and Alex is steadily going downhill. Rumor has it that the people at the temp agency are threatening to stop sending people over. Which explains why Rachel and Jenna are in a restaurant.
"Seriously, no one can handle him anymore. He's become crabbier and colder and more mean and I don't know how much more I can take. When the temp people leave because they can't put up with Alex anymore, I end doing that job and my job and I think I've had about nine hours of sleep this week! Plus Steve's taken up working from home so it's not as if I even have that barrier anymore. I would work from home if I could but I can't since someone has to answer the phones without pissing them off!" Jenna ranted until the waitress delivered her burger and fries.
"Annika's obsessively cleaning and baking which means she's absolutely miserable. She says she's looking for a new job but I've yet to see her do anything about it. And all she's been wearing this last few days are her pajamas and we both know Annika doesn't do." Rachel countered before starting on her chicken fingers.
"I've been wracking my brain trying to figure of something but I can't!" Rachel exclaimed loudly then looking sheepish as other patrons glanced her way.
"I know. I've been wondering what would happen if we locked them in a storage closet."
"They either end up killing each other or having sex." Jenna glanced down at her lap and proceeded to look Rachel straight in the eye. "This conversation is not going anywhere but here, right?" She asked seriously. A bit puzzled, Rachel nodded.
"I've always thought they would make a great looking couple."
A relieved laugh escaped Rachel. "Oh thank God, I haven't been the only one thinking that. But the problem still remains-how are we going to get them locked in a storage closet together?"
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You suck. You really suck. You know that, right?
*starts writing sequel*
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