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[the_rotator]

Four file cabinets of paperwork, three overstuffed bookshelves, a complete set of furniture, someone's petrified lunch—that's disgusting—one kotatsu...

And that's just in this office. This move is going to take forever. People I know who can lift a lot, prepare to be drafted.

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[fighting-boy.livejournal.com]

Ach, woe. All that paperwork down the drain. Guess I better keep kicking so your track record stays smooth.

I am using a face mask. Seriously. We're taking turns going into the room and breathing on the veranda.

[Private]

So... can I buy you lunch after I'm done with this shelf? We've been here since seven.

[the-rotator.livejournal.com]

Now you're thinking.

Really? That is pretty bad. But I guess accumulated dust is to be expected after a few centuries in the same place.

[Private]

Hmm, I'll have to check if my other boyfriend has any plans.

derp derp this comment exists in the eternal now

[fighting-boy.livejournal.com]

Come see for yourself. Only don't, we have enough incipient asthmatics here as it is.

[Private]

I could just knock him out and stuff him in an empty file cabinet. Problem solved.

Of course

[the-rotator.livejournal.com]

I think I'll manage to stay away.

[Private]

I don't know, he's pretty strong.

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[fighting-boy.livejournal.com]

I thought we decided I wasn't going to do any more battles to the death for you.

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[the-rotator.livejournal.com]

No one said anything about dying.

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[fighting-boy.livejournal.com]

So I'll stop at knockout. Your time is running out. I can't be on lunch break all day.

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[the-rotator.livejournal.com]

Since my other boyfriend doesn't actually exist, I think you win without throwing a punch. I'll be in my office.