It is ridiculously fucking busy for a Thursday. It's interfering with my slacking off! Not on, customers. Not. On. At. All.
I stayed up late last night, trading secrets with Atticus.
C woke me up at some ridiculous hour of the morning to tell me that she was home from her concert. I know I said something to her, but I have no idea what it was.
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