Burton Guster (fancybottom) wrote in thedoorway, @ 2013-02-02 14:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, burton "gus" guster, clove |
Who: Gus & Clove
What: random run-in
When: lunchtime
Where: The Fat Turtle
Warnings: TBD
Aside from letting Shawn drag him around, Gus really didn't leave the tower too often. He was job searching, since his roommate had made it clear that was a priority, and frankly, Gus didn't like the fact that his bank account (not to mention his apartment and his car) weren't accessible to him here. Time traveling to a future convention of fictional characters was supposed to be a lot cooler than this.
And the job hunt was draining, especially since he'd had to write up his resume from scratch and he was still trying to figure out how to write a cover letter that explained his situation while still seeming like a viable job candidate. Would anyone be even remotely interested in hiring a fictional character? Even if he'd turned out to be real? (He was real. He took his pulse a few times a day to be sure, and pinched himself every once in a while to make sure he wasn't going to suddenly wake up and find this was all a dream.)
Deciding that he'd be better off thinking on a full stomach, he headed downstairs to the deli. Mind happily full of sandwich options rather than job opportunities, he turned the corner into the shop and nearly walked right into someone. He stopped just in time, but then bumped into the chair right nearby instead, making it scrape along the floor with a loud noise. "Sorry about that," he said, and then held up one hand between them. "Hold on. Aren't you-- Clove?"