capnjohnhart (capnjohnhart) wrote in whoville, @ 2009-06-24 19:00:00 |
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John was going to wear a groove in the foyer floor of the old Hotel if he carried on for much longer. He was pacing angrily, stalking, spinning around sharply when he heard footsteps approaching. "I swear, the next person to fling their psychic crap around the place without warning is going to get a taste of my fist," he growled, apropo of nothing, stabbing the air with a half-empty vodka bottle to punctuate his words.