Nov. 23rd, entry nineteen

[unevoked]

Wolf, if you can work some extra hours, I'll make sure you get paid for it. Let me know if you've got time.

Butcher's shop ain't gonna be running deliveries for a bit. Pickups only 'til we can work otherwise. If you got a problem with that, come talk to me.

[A pause as he considers adding more, before deciding otherwise.] ...That's all.

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[grab_my_bells]

And so it starts again.

[unevoked]

The hell does that mean, Bell? I'm fucking trying.

[grab_my_bells]

Ah. My mistake. [And now he know's he's hit a nerve]

I was just noting that the Butchers always seems to have these...issues. I was surprised to see it wasn't closed.

[unevoked]

Things kinda get fucked up when you lose half the damn staff. [There's a pause.]

'Least I ain't doing this for stupid reasons, alright?

[feathered_earth]

[Castor's getting a thermos of cocoa next time they're on shift together.]

[unevoked]

[He will be an awkward, stupid boy, but appreciate it nonetheless.

...And maybe make a stupid joke about asking to make sure the cocoa wasn't rained.]

[teamwark]

There a problem there or something?

[unevoked]

...Having some trouble running the shop with all the employees gone.

[teamwark]

Ah. Can see how that'd be problematic.

You need a hand with anything?

[unevoked]

...Yeah.

Depends. You need a job?

[sarcasmbender]

Uh, sure, I can work. Did something happen?

[unevoked]

Pollux and Monster are gone. Might be getting some help, but I dunno.

[sarcasmbender]

I don't think I met Pollux, but by Monster, you mean the little girl?

Where did they go?

[unevoked]

He ran deliveries-- and yeah, little girl. Mutes, blonde hair, wings.

Hell if I know. People tend to just vanish all the damn time.