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[gone_byebye]

The door into the Firehouse from the alley opens, and there is a tiny, tiny sound:

"Oooow."

"DR. STANTZ! ARE YOU OKAY?" cries Janine, who's been at her desk since 8:30 this morning. "We were all worried about-"

"Janine, if you ever placed any kind of value at all on my life or sanity, please crank your volume down about twenty notches, okay?"

Which would be fine, except:

"WURF WURF WURF WURF WURF-"

"ohgodFrancisplease, quiet, quiet boy..."

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"Yeah, so I hear." April says with a bit of a wry smile. She wouldn't know. "Thanks, Ray." She takes the money and the Metrocard and, after a moment's hesitation, wondering whether or not it would be... inapropos, throws caution to the wind and treats him just like she treated the guys in the loft (who weren't Roger), dropping a sisterly kiss on the top of his head. "I'm gonna go get dressed, you need anything?"

[gone_byebye]

Inappropriate? Nah. Ray tends to have that effect on women, if he hasn't scared them away. He smiles a little himself. "No, I"m fine. I'm gonna finish eating and take a few more painkillers, then go lie down in the darkroom."

(And the player's gonna go to the bank RL.)

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"Okay, I'll see you tonight. Sleep well." And April's out of the kitchen in on a breeze and a high of being home, if only for a day.

She'll have plenty of fun and plenty of sketches by the time the day's over.

(Works for me! Have... fun? I'll return to my book-reviewing)