Tuesday 18th November 2008
Who: Lloyd & Garret Where: Lloyd's aparment. When: Tuesday afternoon / evening not sure What: Garret has requested his company.
Garret wanted to come over, and Lloyd had an hour to tidy up his apartment. Looking around the demon was suddenly hit with a panic - how the hell had he allowed his place to become so untidy? To any other man it may look pristine and wonderfully clean, but to Lloyd he could see the flaws. There was a magazine askew on the table which he'd need to sort out. Crumbs were on the floor where he'd had a midnight snack of a pasty. Some diet he was on. The Ironing pile had spilled out from the basket onto the floor. It was one pair of jeans but still. And also there were three dirty cups still left over from yesterday.
He hadn't showered yet and felt disgusting. How the hell had he even gotten up this morning without having a shower? Because he'd felt terrible over Garret that was why. His peace offering had been done as soon as he'd finished with his last patient, noticing Garret's journal entry. And now he was running around like a blue arsed fly trying to get everything done.
He would be washed, dried, and tidy by the time Garret arrived but he'd still appear a little ruffled in a plain black t-shirt and baggy jeans.