[closed] Sleepless Beauty ♪ NG Productions!
Who: sing_bluesilver & blameshimself
What: Planning to bring NG Pro to Thor!
When: March 12, 2011
Where: Wayne Enterprise! Where secretaries work....
Warnings: None! Unless you dislike business talk. :|
It had been a long day for Tohma, but not as long as last month where he washed dishes and designed accessories. His hands would never forgive him for treating them that way. He wasn't even sure if he could forgive himself. But, money was money and right now, he needed to work for it. One way or another, he would make himself successful. He'd earn enough money to be well-off like he was back home. He did it once before; surely he could do it again.
At least this job was relatively easy. Paperwork, something he was accustomed to. Granted, he usually shoved the work off on Sakano, but he knew how to do it, even if he didn't want to. And, if there were taxes in Thor, Tohma could help Mr. Wayne avoid them successfully.
His shift was almost over; another forty-five minutes or so and he'd be out the door and off to dinner with his cousin as usual; maybe he'd run into Eiri along the way. It wouldn't hurt if a way to pass the time suddenly popped up, though.
What: Planning to bring NG Pro to Thor!
When: March 12, 2011
Where: Wayne Enterprise! Where secretaries work....
Warnings: None! Unless you dislike business talk. :|
It had been a long day for Tohma, but not as long as last month where he washed dishes and designed accessories. His hands would never forgive him for treating them that way. He wasn't even sure if he could forgive himself. But, money was money and right now, he needed to work for it. One way or another, he would make himself successful. He'd earn enough money to be well-off like he was back home. He did it once before; surely he could do it again.
At least this job was relatively easy. Paperwork, something he was accustomed to. Granted, he usually shoved the work off on Sakano, but he knew how to do it, even if he didn't want to. And, if there were taxes in Thor, Tohma could help Mr. Wayne avoid them successfully.
His shift was almost over; another forty-five minutes or so and he'd be out the door and off to dinner with his cousin as usual; maybe he'd run into Eiri along the way. It wouldn't hurt if a way to pass the time suddenly popped up, though.