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I work today and tomorrow and if today is any indication tomorrow is going to be DEAD quiet

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how it feels to tell customers that you don’t know where something is

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no, i dont lose hyperfixations. theyre just moved to a different, slightly less used, shelf in my brain.

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has anyone noticed that working for a living sucks ass

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did you guys know you can enjoy fiction even when you want to kill some of the characters with hammers on account of they are interesting and evocative characters that cause strong emotions and those strong emotions do not always need to be positive. crazy stuff

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it should be illegal to take a nap and still have a headache when you wake up. like no i shut it off and back on again why are you still here

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Written for the @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt, have some Oliver and Evander emotions.

Glass crunched underfoot as he stepped closer to Rook, who faced the frame though it contained only a few jagged remains of the mirror left to reflect the Castlight. Their hand was still half way outstretched towards it, shaking and bloodstained.

“What in the Abyss was that?”

No response, not even a flinch as he grabbed their shoulder to turn them.

“Oliver?”

Their eyes were wide and unseeing, heavy breaths shaking their entire body in his grip, and for a moment, all he could do was stare back. Then their eyes looked up to his, and that was so much worse. Never had he missed the usual blank facade before seeing the gold light catch on the building tears.

“It was…” Even their voice shook with the words as their hands gripped his arms too tight. “Her.”

His eyes flicked past them, to the mirror, and he understood.

He dismissed the Castlight immediately. Even with what little the dying sun could provide outside, he could still see every moment of them shattering before him, though that would likely be burned into his mind right alongside the first sight of their scars. Steadier steps than he actually felt guided them both to the dust covered bed.

His mouth felt dry. He should say something. Try to comfort them.

“It’s–You’re not–” The tears fell, taking his words with them.

Of all the times for Eldryn to be gone.

“You’re hurt.” He turned his focus to their hand. “Let me–just let me.” The vial in his bag would be useless for them, and while the Cast could at least clean them, bringing more of that light into the room was the opposite of helpful at this moment. So instead he silently wiped the blood off with his own shirt and tore a piece of the cleaner material to wrap around their knuckles.

He didn’t look up from the task until he was done.

They had stopped shaking, and their face resembled the usual mask, but the tear stains were still there. And they didn’t offer any words.

He swallowed and looked back down at their hand, still held in his own.

“You’ll owe me for this, you know.”

They laughed, more a breath than anything, but still a sound to fill the silence. “Yes of course. Can’t have the world thinking Evander does anything such as a kindness of free, now can we?” Their voice actually sounded normal. This was easy. This was a dance they both knew their steps in.

“Of course not. It’s bad enough I’m covered in dust and cobwebs from this place, you just had to make it worse, didn’t you?”

“For you? Naturally.” 

 Maybe if he didn’t look up, that facade would be easy to buy into. 

Maybe they could both pretend Oliver hadn’t looked in that mirror and seen their sister.

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affirmations for when you have to send emails

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Demonstrating the rope dart (繩標; sheng2biao1)

[eng by me]

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WHOA!!!!! i love my friends' ocs

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Surely this next six minutes of hitting the snooze button on my alarm will leave me feeling well rested. Surely this time.

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to be honest I think working on a sewing machine strains my eyes as much as being on a computer does. However, I am incentivized to remain alert and focused by keeping my fingers within stabbing distance of a needle making 60 stitches per minutes.

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Changed out the headlight bulbs in my car all by myself so yeah, I'm basically a mechanic

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Car needs wheel alignment