The Library

[janet_fraiser]

Janet unlocked the library and walked in, setting her laptop down warily behind the desk and trying not to think about Hathor the last time she was in here. She took a drink from her extra-large mug of coffee and started working.

ETA: She popped out a moment later and stuck a note up on the door: "New teachers need to check out the Rules of Conduct and fill out a library card application in blue or black ink, damn it. Please come inside for a form. Thank you."

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[janet_fraiser]

"And my truffles are still in my desk," says Janet dryly. "I hope. Yes. Just warn us. We won't gossip too much in your hearing."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth tries not to giggle at the mention of truffles, and makes sure not to look at Sam. "I can safely say that I've not touched your desk. Apart from arranging the pens by color and straightening up the books."

No, because we'd never gossip about friends. Really

[janet_fraiser]

Janet is unable to stop from snickering. "You're deeply disturbing, Liz. I'm a scientist and I don't even organize things that much."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth pouts. "I need to keep busy when I'm nervous, and organizing comes naturally to me. I blame my mother."