Dave pushes himself over to his desk, where, after plopping himself down in his seat, immediately goes off to pester someone. His list of contacts pops up, and his fingers glide over the options.
Perhaps it would be a good idea to talk to John a little. He hadn't heard from that glasses wearing derp for awhile, and a part of him worried that his father had buried his body under loads of fresh cakes. On the other hand, Rose did say her mother was trying recently to ironically make her happy, which could lead to some rather amusing hijinks and tomfoolery. Then there was Jade. Jade was always interesting.
His mouse hovered over the three names, darting to and from. Finally, he selected...
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