pups_dt (pups_dt) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2009-06-18 23:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | erin, joe |
Ladder 9, Late Night, Joe and Erin
It was late. Technically Joe had been free to go home awhile ago, but he'd stayed.
He'd remained holed up in his office, doing paperwork that could have easily waited until tomorrow, making a few phone calls over to the lab, and generally doing whatever he had to to keep from sitting still and idle.
But he was in the kitchen now, rummaging in the fridge, driven at last from his office by rumblings of hunger. Dinner for the few on the night shift had been hours ago, but there was always left overs.