Room 307, Thursday Morning
Aug. 23rd, 2012 09:30 amFact: In a universe with infinite distractions, there were totally things to do that didn't involve fretting over his okay-fine-it-was-okay-to-use-the-actual-word boyfriend's visit home to a universe which (at least upon last inspection) appeared to be one of the dangerous ones full of, like, evil robots and stuff, and focusing only on the worrying about said visit home meant passing up a world of opportunities of other stuff to pay attention to.
Second, more unfortunate fact: This had not stopped Topher so far.
Well, yes, okay, he was trying to read a book (Introduction to Clinical Neurology, on his tablet of course because who bought books anymore?), but the fretting was making that kind of a challenge. Just a bit. After a while, he just wound up lying on his bed, tablet placed firmly on top of his face, resigned and annoyed.
He really needed to invent a better distraction.
[[open door, open post.]]
Second, more unfortunate fact: This had not stopped Topher so far.
Well, yes, okay, he was trying to read a book (Introduction to Clinical Neurology, on his tablet of course because who bought books anymore?), but the fretting was making that kind of a challenge. Just a bit. After a while, he just wound up lying on his bed, tablet placed firmly on top of his face, resigned and annoyed.
He really needed to invent a better distraction.
[[open door, open post.]]
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Date: 2012-08-23 02:46 pm (UTC)He nodded toward Dave's desk. It was probably a bit less disastrous than Topher's own. "So you're, like, back-back? Or just until they can hire security people who aren't morons?"
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Date: 2012-08-23 02:59 pm (UTC)He shrugged, paused, thought of something. "Is Emma still around?"
Oh, Peter.
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Date: 2012-08-23 03:04 pm (UTC)He wasn't sure how many of them actually liked Peter, was the thing.
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Date: 2012-08-23 03:29 pm (UTC)"We'll figure it out," he decided. "Either way, nobody's expecting me to double back on myself..."
He trailed off.
"Better bribe the squirrels."
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Date: 2012-08-23 03:37 pm (UTC)Uh-huh, Topher. Sure.
"Anyway, you could try Victor," he offered. "He could probably, like, reroute any cars zooming toward you, or whatever."
NFB
Date: 2012-08-23 03:39 pm (UTC)Re: NFB
Date: 2012-08-23 03:48 pm (UTC)NATALIE.
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Date: 2012-08-23 03:58 pm (UTC)Re: NFB
Date: 2012-08-23 04:02 pm (UTC)Topher might have had an inflated sense of his own value to people. Maybe.
Re: NFB
Date: 2012-08-23 04:07 pm (UTC)He probably wasn't going to bring Topher up at all. If Victor hadn't punched him in the face yet, surely that event was soon to come.
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Date: 2012-08-23 04:12 pm (UTC)Great job expanding your social circle since the beginning of the summer, Topher.
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Date: 2012-08-23 04:14 pm (UTC)Hey, that insane AU was good for something.
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Date: 2012-08-23 04:19 pm (UTC)"That's the one." It wasn't a bad descriptor to have, really. "She could make you stuff. But. You know. So could I."
Sigh, Topher.
"Probably better stuff."
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Date: 2012-08-23 05:18 pm (UTC)"Different stuff," he said, "And very descriptive, Topher, thank you."
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Date: 2012-08-23 05:23 pm (UTC)Somehow he'd elected himself the chief of Peter's security detail hiring committee, it seemed. That wasn't terrifying at all.
Re: NFB
Date: 2012-08-23 06:11 pm (UTC)Peter, it probably helped if you pointed out that was sarcasm.
Re: NFB
Date: 2012-08-23 06:20 pm (UTC)...So yes, that.