Office Hours

[jquayle.livejournal.com]

After his class, Justin is shuffling about in his office, he's got a handfull of tissues as his nose is still running. He feels a bit down in the dumps at the moment but he is more than welcome to any guests, especially ones bringing treats of some sort.

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[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

((ooc/ic as P is ill in bed *a muffin appears on Justin's desk surrounded by blue light*))

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

Last night had been exciting, despite the obvious drama. He'd been caught up in the moment, in the case, and trying to figure out hat was wrong with Pippi that he hand't paid much attention to his leg. He'd hobbled around the clinic without his cane, because the cane just seemed to get in the way when he was dealing with a fast moving trauma. When someone's health was seriously in question, he didn't take time to worry about his own comfort.

And despite the deep ache in his leg and lower back, he felt too restless to sit still. He walked around campus, because walking to town just didn't seem like a good idea, and ended up at Justin's office. He didn't even know if Justin would be there, but he figured if he ended up there without consciously deciding to go there, maybe there was a reason.

He knocked witht he polished handle of his cane.