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[mnt_mike]

Mike isn't so much seated at Bar as he is slumped over her. He hates days like today. You know the kind, where what you've been putting off all week just has to be done.

The concern du jour is the lack of writing on this week's Happy Hour schedule. There's just no amount of squinting that's going to make writing magically appear on the calendar before him, and he knows it.

It's just unfair the way the universe works, you know? That procrastination can't continue indefinitly.

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[mnt_mike]

Mike waves away the apology.

"Really, it's no problem. Tomorrow'd be great!"

[art-and-brian.livejournal.com]

'Awesome. Well, hope that solves a bit of your problem. I'll sign up earlier next week.'

He'd be perfectly punctual left to him, it's just his mun that is completely lame.

[mnt_mike]

Mike scribbles down Justin's name in the appropriate square.

"It does at that! And yes you should. Failure to do so might result in....er...me being your boss would make what I was about to say sexual harassment, so let's just pretend I was going to be like...boss-like."

[art-and-brian.livejournal.com]

'Mike,' Justin says, in all seriousness.

'It would have to be really bad for me to accuse anyone of sexual harrassment.'

He's all for sexual harrassment.

[mnt_mike]

"Spankings all around, then!"

[art-and-brian.livejournal.com]

'Fine with me!'

He laughs (though he may not be kidding) and shoulders his bag.

'OK, I gotta take off. Feel free to threaten me with stuff if I'm slack on putting my name down again.'

He really doesn't mind.

[mnt_mike]

"I don't know that I have any other alternative now that I have permission to do so.

Have a good one, Justin. And don't do anything I wouldn't do twice."

[art-and-brian.livejournal.com]

He laughs again.

'That doesn't narrow it down much, I bet.'

He winks as he saunters off, grinning widely.