Office Hours | Thursday | 8/19

[stayingfrosty]

Price was sitting in his office, listening to some old 50's music on the radio. He went over the code for tomorrow's final in the Danger Shop, making sure everything was set and correct. He didn't want any accidents. Not when there were chainguns and rocket launchers and bloody flamethrowers in the equation.

The door to the office was open, he'd more than welcome any visitors.

[ooc: Post, likewise, is open.]