Doors

Job hunting might be one of the least enjoyable activities ever. Why do I only post in the middle of the night?

[Locked to Maddie Kate R]
[...] Hi? You're home?

[Locked to Adam W]
Hi, Adam. How are you holding up?

[A few comments into her conversation with Adam.]
[Locked to Nell M]
Hi, Nell? Do you have a second?

[Comm to Bo Davis]

[While she's waiting for Dylan. Midnight. Beep, and a muttered you better be back, legs.]

[Call to Sam A while packing and waiting for Seven to pick him up.]

Ring!

Star light,
Star bright,
First star I see tonight,
I wish I may...
I wish I might...

Oh you think you know how this is going to end, do you?

Have someone to give a nightmare to tonight.

[Left on Sam's desk at the garage, wrapped in the thin, shiny paper that is cheap. No note.]

[Campbells]

still here?

[Public]

luck's better in atlantic city and no damn voices through a door. would move if it wasn't fucking jersey.