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Library, [04/24]
Sunday, April 24th, 2011 08:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
furnacefaceJono didn't care that it was Easter. Jono's time on the island was running out, and so help him, he was going to open the bloody library today if it killed him.
... Which, he was beginning to think, it very possibly might. He'd been beaned by several puffed marshmallow bunnies and chicks on the way in, and there was plastic grass tangled up in his boots. They were nice boots, thank you. He didn't need green threads of plastic stuck up in them.
If it had only been that, he probably would have been okay. He might have managed to overcome his grumpiness and get on with his day. But when he got up from his seat to get a book to read, and then returned only to crush a creme egg into the arse of his trousers...
With the amount of ranting that he was doing, there was going to be a gaggle of little greenish lambs showing up in no time.
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... Which, he was beginning to think, it very possibly might. He'd been beaned by several puffed marshmallow bunnies and chicks on the way in, and there was plastic grass tangled up in his boots. They were nice boots, thank you. He didn't need green threads of plastic stuck up in them.
If it had only been that, he probably would have been okay. He might have managed to overcome his grumpiness and get on with his day. But when he got up from his seat to get a book to read, and then returned only to crush a creme egg into the arse of his trousers...
With the amount of ranting that he was doing, there was going to be a gaggle of little greenish lambs showing up in no time.
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