Atlas Gym | Wednesday
Opening the gym in Beka's stead had seemed like a good idea initially. As expected, Jessi had shown early for her usual classes, but at that point Dimitri had good reason to retreat into his office to field a call from the Academy about some travel plans that needed to be finalized, no matter other issues with his novice.
Dimitri was just stowing his phone in a pocket when he felt the strangest itch inside his ear. Reaching up to scratch it, Dimitri suddenly toppled off his chair and landed in a pool of fabric on the hard floor. Try as he might, Dimitri couldn't seem to grab hold of the fabric to tear it from his head. Annoyed to have his ears pressing against his head, he shook with all his might and popped out from under the shirt.
Hmm. He didn't recall the desk being so high. Or the bag lunch on top of it smelling so good. Dimitri's stomach rumbled. His nose lifted in the air as he sniffed deeply, front paws--paws?--pressing against the table leg before long, sharp claws automatically dug into the wood, dragging him off the ground.
Uh.
This is the part where putting in extra time at work was clearly a poor choice on Dimitri's part. Especially when the door to the office was closed. At least he had that lunch...now, to get at it without his bear bum slipping down the table leg in a laughable manner.
Dimitri was just stowing his phone in a pocket when he felt the strangest itch inside his ear. Reaching up to scratch it, Dimitri suddenly toppled off his chair and landed in a pool of fabric on the hard floor. Try as he might, Dimitri couldn't seem to grab hold of the fabric to tear it from his head. Annoyed to have his ears pressing against his head, he shook with all his might and popped out from under the shirt.
Hmm. He didn't recall the desk being so high. Or the bag lunch on top of it smelling so good. Dimitri's stomach rumbled. His nose lifted in the air as he sniffed deeply, front paws--paws?--pressing against the table leg before long, sharp claws automatically dug into the wood, dragging him off the ground.
Uh.
This is the part where putting in extra time at work was clearly a poor choice on Dimitri's part. Especially when the door to the office was closed. At least he had that lunch...now, to get at it without his bear bum slipping down the table leg in a laughable manner.