Tyler Durden (
tyler_gone) wrote2008-09-08 09:06 am
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Office #18, Monday
It wasn't every day you saw your imaginary evil twin walking around being his own person, and Tyler was still in a really weird mood as he entered his office. He kept expecting the first Tyler or Rusty or whatever name he had picked this time to show up and ask him if he'd ever been in a fight.
Really, if he hadn't summoned a student, he might have foregone office hours entirely in favor of QVC. As it was, he spent much of his time blankly staring out the window.
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Really, if he hadn't summoned a student, he might have foregone office hours entirely in favor of QVC. As it was, he spent much of his time blankly staring out the window.
[OOC: Open!]
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"Nothing explosive," he amended again. "Goodbye, Anemone."
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Nothing explosive still left her worlds of opportunity.