Will Herondale (![]() ![]() @ 2019-03-26 18:45:00 |
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It was late afternoon by the time Will finished with sorting out the paperwork. Generally he didn't deal with a lot of the paperwork, which really meant that he just piled it up in random spots on his desk until he realised that he couldn't just leave it like that. So today, inbetween bouts of reading A Midsummer Night's Dream, he'd sorted it out. He'd filled the new customers, paid bills, tracked invoices and made sure the calendar for the next month was up to date - or as best he could do. Now that he felt he'd worked hard, Will was certain he had earned the opportunity to enjoy himself. Which was why he was in the lobby, leaning against the counter with a cup of tea in one hand and a book in the other. His wide smile and blue eyes turned to greet the customer who entered. "Afternoon!" he called out. |