Office Hours, Monday, 12/15

[tyler_gone]

There had been a shiny new packet of colored pencils in Tyler's keyboard tray when he slid it out.

That would have been more exciting if he hadn't been tending to a miniature pony.

A miniature pony with a hangover.

Tyler had a feeling he was going to need to talk to Lindsay about that one. For now, he was alternating between pretending to work and resisting his urge to film the hungover miniature pony.

[OOC: Open office, but weird day IRL. Should be on and off.]

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[momslilassassin]

"Of course not," Ben lied sunnily. "It's just hypothetical."

[tyler_gone]

Tyler wasn't sure he believed that, but on the other hand the boy was awfully chipper if he was planning on faking a death. He'd covered his ass as much as he felt the need to, anyhow.

"...Good," he said. "Glad I could help."