essdeesee number twenty-seven
The West Wing, tea tray, 5-and-a-half inch floppy disk, towel
::as requested by bookwormsarah::
“You joined a gym?”
“Yeah.”
“An actual gym?”
“Donna…”
“I mean, with the machines, and the working out, and the… you joined a gymJosh Lyman’s eyes narrowed as he glared at his assistant. “Donna, I joined a gym. It’s no big deal.” He stood in the doorway of his ( Read more... )
::as requested by bookwormsarah::
“You joined a gym?”
“Yeah.”
“An actual gym?”
“Donna…”
“I mean, with the machines, and the working out, and the… you joined a gymJosh Lyman’s eyes narrowed as he glared at his assistant. “Donna, I joined a gym. It’s no big deal.” He stood in the doorway of his ( Read more... )
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