Office #19 | Wednesday
Aug. 7th, 2013 07:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
justoneconditionBruce had a steadily increasing collection of unreturned texts and messages on his phone, and today he was determined to return at least a few of them.
One, maybe. Even just one would be an accomplishment.
Easier said than done, though: he'd spent the past few days (and in some ways, most of his life) trying to be as uncommunicative as possible, making himself inessential to other people. It was reflexive, and hard to stop.
He was going to spend most of his time in the office today staring at his phone, it looked like. He felt pretty pathetic.
One, maybe. Even just one would be an accomplishment.
Easier said than done, though: he'd spent the past few days (and in some ways, most of his life) trying to be as uncommunicative as possible, making himself inessential to other people. It was reflexive, and hard to stop.
He was going to spend most of his time in the office today staring at his phone, it looked like. He felt pretty pathetic.
