Isabel Lane Hemingway (isabellane) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2014-05-23 08:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, ~isabel lane, ~john mitchell (oe) |
Who: Isabel and Mitchell
Where: the pub
What: Asking a question
When: after this
Rating: Low
Open: Nope
Status: Ongoing
Isabel finished up what she was doing in the diner and then locked up, heading toward the pub. As she went, she thought about instituting some actual hours of operation for the place. It seemed to just be open whenever and that was great for the most part but sometimes she wanted to go home earlier than the clientele. She'd have to talk to Lacey and Max about it first. She was a little tired by the time she got from the diner to the pub but that wasn't going to stop her. She could rest a bit in the pub before heading home. This was not the kind of question that one asked via text or email. It was too important to her. She rubbed her lower back a bit as she walked in, smiling a little. It had been a while since she'd been there. |