creep. (lzzr) wrote in from_the_ashes, @ 2009-10-08 19:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | char: adam, char: patrick |
WHO: Adam and Patrick
WHERE: Staff Lounge
WHAT: Snarkfest
WHEN: Friday, Lunchtime (10/2)
Friday, it seemed, had been a long time coming. Adam was pretty sure it had been Monday for at least three days, maybe more, and it was a Hogsmeade weekend and there were kids losing their magic all over the place and he just wanted to sleep for a week.
It didn't help, of course, that his own magic was iffy at best, and he was pretty sure that he was coming down with something, maybe Brazillian Death Flu or even Ebola or something.
Also, he'd had kind of a lot of coffee, so to save the embarrassment of probably spilling everything everywhere in the great hall at lunch, had retreated to the staff lounge with a sandwich and tea (decaffienated, for the love of Merlin), and a book.
Only, he was failing at reading, since he'd kind of dozed a little in the chair and was sliding out, all eight miles of leg spread across the floor in front of him.