Elina (ilmatar) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2010-05-27 21:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | avery, emily |
Thursday evening, Emily and Thomas, OTA MW
Emily patted across the lobby to the Mocha, wearing a knee-lenght skirt fluttering around her knees, and a comfortable, loose white top. She had spent the afternoon after work preparing things for Saturday's barbecue, like she had promised to Adam, but now felt the need for coffee and company. So she joined the queue by the counter, and looked around for familiar faces.
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The elevator said "ding!", and when the doors slid open, out hopped Thomas Avery still sporting a moustache, wearing a Lacoste polo shirt and white trousers. Although the right leg of the trousers was rolled up to give room for the cast still covering his leg. With the support of crutches he moved slowly to the mail room to check the box. He had been stuck with the casts for too long now, so he was taking every opportunity to get out of the house until the cast would be taken off the following week.