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Sep. 9th, 2015 09:04 pmThursday morning.
Lana Kane, black ops special agent extraordinaire, yawns as she waits in the laundromat for the elevator. Washers are spinning, dryers are drying. It's all designed to be hypnotic and distracting.
Ding goes the elevator and Lana struts inside, shoulders and hips swaying in time with the laundry machines. She pushes the top button, only removing her sunglasses when the deed is done.
Elevator music. Ugh. You'd think for the crap Lana puts up with someone in H.R. (Pam) would honor her request to get that changed to Beyonce.
Seriously, though. Beyonce.
Ding.
Wait. Hold up. Mallory put a freaking bar in the building and didn't tell anyone?
"Figures," Lana snorts, strutting off the elevator the same way she went on.
Don't mind the spear gun, Milliways. It's safe. Probably.
Lana Kane, black ops special agent extraordinaire, yawns as she waits in the laundromat for the elevator. Washers are spinning, dryers are drying. It's all designed to be hypnotic and distracting.
Ding goes the elevator and Lana struts inside, shoulders and hips swaying in time with the laundry machines. She pushes the top button, only removing her sunglasses when the deed is done.
Elevator music. Ugh. You'd think for the crap Lana puts up with someone in H.R. (Pam) would honor her request to get that changed to Beyonce.
Seriously, though. Beyonce.
Ding.
Wait. Hold up. Mallory put a freaking bar in the building and didn't tell anyone?
"Figures," Lana snorts, strutting off the elevator the same way she went on.
Don't mind the spear gun, Milliways. It's safe. Probably.
