pups_dt (pups_dt) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2009-02-03 09:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | adam, andy, icene, joe, ota |
Mocha, Late Evening, Joe, Adam, and OTA (MW)
Joe had already been waiting in the Mocha for a quarter of an hour when Adam finally turned up, grimacing and rubbing his shoulder ruefully as he plopped himself into the chair opposite his brother.
"How'd it go?" the elder asked without looking up from his crossword.
Adam wrenched off his over-shirt and pulled up the sleeve of his t-shirt so he could look down at his irksome shoulder. "I feel like a pincushion." He turned his arm toward Joe. "Does it look like it's bruising to you?"
Joe looked up, leveling a flat stare at Adam over the rim of his glasses.
"What?" Adam asked pointedly. "It hurts."