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[hatesthefood]

Not a damn word. Just leave me alone.

If anyone brings me any more paperwork, I might just maim them. Maybe.

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[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

[Here comes Aya. With more paperwork.

Which he promptly DROPS on Ken's desk with a satisfying BANG.]

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Asshole.

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[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

I've been called worse.

More paperwork for you.

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

I've got more creative ones in my head, but it hurts too much to think about them.

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[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

[Aya rolls his eyes.]

There are pills in your desk.

[He might have put them there while you were in the bathroom.

Maybe.]

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

That requires moving.

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[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

Would you prefer the pills or my describing to you what they're serving as the specials in the nearby cafe?

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

I appreciate the pills, but I still hate you for this.

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[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

I'll live.

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

I don't doubt you will.

Are you sure you're not just punishing me with busywork?

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[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

Welcome to the load you would get if I didn't know how to forge your signature.

[He lifts a brow.]

I did offer the pills to help.

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... thanks.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

...love?

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Hi sweetheart. Aya's being a jerk to me.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Why is he doing that?

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Dean was drinking last night. I went to keep him company and ended up drinking, too. Aya dragged us out of the bar at... hell, I don't even know what time I got home. Do you remember?

Anyway, he's making me work and he keeps banging stacks on paper on my desk and my head hurts and I'm pondering punching him if he doesn't stop.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I don't think I looked at the clock.

Didn't you take something this morning? A painkiller, anything?

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but didn't last.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. Isn't there anything there you can take?

[heelsandlaw.livejournal.com]

No maiming anyone, or we'll test that high heeled ass-kicking theory.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Just make sure you knock me out if you do. You don't feel like crap when you're unconscious.

[heelsandlaw.livejournal.com]

Oh, I wouldn't do you the favour.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Then you're just as evil as Aya.

[heelsandlaw.livejournal.com]

I'd like to think I'm a little more subtle at times.

[ A U D I O ]

[pyromatique.livejournal.com]

Hey, you could always send them over to me and I'll just do that thing I do.

[ You know. Burn everything in sight. ]