mm_phreak (mm_phreak) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2010-05-10 17:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | erin, ota |
Erin in the Mocha, Monday evening, OTA/MW
She'd gone to work in the clothes she'd worn out to Callan's on Saturday, so she was wearing her jeans, a white tank top, and her uniform shirt, sleeves rolled up and front unbuttoned. Her attention was centered on the packet of paperwork she'd gotten from the Tenant's Association.
Actually getting it was one step closer to asking Callan about moving in. Getting it filled out was another, then turning it in was all they had left. Figuring she could fill out the parts relevant to her, she reached for a pen in her pocket and came up with nothing. "Freakin pen. Where'd it go?" She mused aloud but to herself.