J,GOB, Thursday Afternoon

[imafuturist]

After class, it was time to refuel for Tony. Which meant coffee and whatever pastry sounded like a good idea during the minute or so wait before he could place an order at the counter.

Impulse buying was fun like that.

So, with enough coffee to give him heart problems again and a croissant, he took a seat in the window of the shop to pretend he

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[fjordicswagger]

"I need a pastry that does not have a truckload of sugar in it," Tamsin barked, stepping into the store. "Something with meat in it. It's that kind of morning. Don't give me that look."

Her mood was clearly stellar.

[imafuturist]

Tony tilted his head, cutting off the video feed to notice his surroundings again. One day that was so gonna bite him in the ass. Today was luckily not that day.

"It's a late morning even by my standards then."

[fjordicswagger]

"I woke up an hour ago, it's morning," Tamsin muttered, changing her trajectory to where he was sitting.

[imafuturist]

"Can't argue that," he replied, rubbing his eyes to clear the double vision and strain placed on his body to use Extremis that much outside of the suit. "Rough night?"