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ways_back_room2009-05-14 05:35 pm
pictureitsicily) wrote in ways_back_room2009-05-14 05:35 pm
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Picture it: Milliways, 2009. A metaphorical truck runs over a beautiful, intelligent, sassy young woman who happens to play the character who was supposed to bartend for patrons this evening.
This character -- no slouch herself in the sass department -- will inevitably show up at a Happy Hour near you at some other time, but the player is planning on hiding in her apartment and pretending she doesn't have to show up at 8am tomorrow to do it all over again.
However, that does mean that our story switches protagonists. Happy Hour is up for grabs -- first come, first served. It was supposed to start in an hour and a half.
The moral of the story: Sophia Petrillo totally slept with Winston Churchill. Totally.
This character -- no slouch herself in the sass department -- will inevitably show up at a Happy Hour near you at some other time, but the player is planning on hiding in her apartment and pretending she doesn't have to show up at 8am tomorrow to do it all over again.
However, that does mean that our story switches protagonists. Happy Hour is up for grabs -- first come, first served. It was supposed to start in an hour and a half.
The moral of the story: Sophia Petrillo totally slept with Winston Churchill. Totally.