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milliways_bar2017-08-13 07:18 pm
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When Mycroft steps into the bar today, he's absolutely exhausted. He finds himself a quiet table, and before he even drops the stack of papers down onto its surface, flags down a waitrat. Breakfast, coffee, and a cigarette are all needed before he goes any further.
He's not looking forward to what's coming up next, but it has to be done. And of course, it has to be his job to do it.
(ooc: Glam rock AU. Expect slowness from me; I'm feeling rather unwell and may randomly decide it's time for bed.)
He's not looking forward to what's coming up next, but it has to be done. And of course, it has to be his job to do it.
(ooc: Glam rock AU. Expect slowness from me; I'm feeling rather unwell and may randomly decide it's time for bed.)