gwen stacy (labrat) wrote in thedoorway, @ 2015-03-10 15:40:00 |
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That was a lot of people that she knew and loved that were getting sick. Multiple emails told her that class was pretty much canceled for the rest of the week, her mother came home early because of her younger two sons getting sick. And Gwen just had to deal with a near-dead ex-boyfriend at a coffee shop that she had helped home. She pretty much anticipated herself getting it eventually too but while she was okay, might as well check up on as many as she could, right? And then go into work at the very end of the day to pick up a few things because Gwen was seeing herself working at home probably for the rest of the week. Stark Industries definitely seemed less occupied than usual, she noted, and it seemed more evident as she stepped into the glass elevator and looked out at all the floors passing underneath her. You could always see a handful of people at least, even if it was super late at night or very early in the morning, because hey, workaholics existed in every company. Today? Nothing. So she had fully anticipated being alone in the lab (or at least, alone as you could be with JARVIS). That wasn't really the case though as the doors slide open and she noticed a good number of equipment was out on the counters. "Bruce?" |