Aug 12, 2010 04:54
[So, Diego's been droned the last month (or so says I because I kind of got all sorts of busy with work and forgot about RP and I'm such a bad Godot-mun, forgive me FFFFF) and finally wakes up again...to cereal mania? After having snagged an empty box from a trashcan on his way to work, he's left in silent contemplation. The box is finally tossed in the trashcan in his office. His voice sounds neutral, suspicious, the last few words muttered as an aside to himself as he hangs up.]
Trade box tops for things from my old life? No thanks. This town can keep the things it's stolen from me, and good riddance to it all.
Why would I want to go back to...?
lawyer senses are tingling,
not this again,
location: office,
free-for-all