who ; Alan Bradley (
popcorngifs), Anon (
traceurmonitor), and Kevin Flynn (
theuserabideswhat ; Flynn's got some 'splaining to do.
where ; Tronhaus
when ; At some point between May 23 and May 27 (Tuesday-Friday)
warning(s) ; Discussions of making codebabies and potentially irritated trolls? IDK.
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No really, just bear with me... )
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He wasn't starving, or even really all that hungry when he made up his mind to take a long romantic walk to the fridge. Recent events and the little breathing room they offered was taking its toll on Alan in the quirkiest ways. Some people had smoke breaks, others had shotguns under their desk at the postal offices. Alan had minipop.
If there was someone in the kitchen with him, Alan hardly noticed as he zeroed in on the microwave with purpose. He only eventually registered Anon as a mass at the corner of his eye. Without looking--all he said was, ]
Some week.
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He regards the contents of the fridge for another few moments before he finds the kale (finally!) and steals a baby carrot out of the bag to chew on while he goes through the pantry for bread. He offers a little smile, headtilt and all, before speaking.]
This is not so bad, Alan. Just a learning experience.
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[ Alan didn't take into account that his words ran the risk of being prophetic as he went through the motions of his routine. While waiting for the microwave to finish, he swung around to take a detour to the fridge.
What we set as our perception of reality can be a great set of blinders. He looked right at Anon, politely moves past him to retrieve a water bottle, looks at him still as he pops it open to take a pull. This continues for ten more seconds
and then Alan does a spit take worthy of Acme. ]
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Awkward.
Flynn pauses in the doorway, looking from Alan to Anon and back again.]
...What?
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