We're All Mad Here

|| Ches Danforth, 22 || The name is Chester, but you call me that and I can almost guarantee you'll get hit. Call me Ches. I used to work at the book store, but unfortunately that didn't end up working out. So I sweep up hair at the local salon, The Painted Rose, at least until my music career takes off. Fingers crossed. I've been in Storybrooke for awhile now, but I'd kinda like to move to the city. That's where all the action is or so I've heard. Anyways, I'm making due with what I've got. Hopefully my luck changes and I somehow manage to turn my life around. I'm onky 22 so I think my chances are still good. Until then? Well living with my crazy boyfriend is good enough for now. More than enough really but don't tell him that. His head is big enough as it is.

[ches-danforth]

Work.

[mayer-means-rabbit]

I quite like the way you think. -smirks pressing his lips against the spot behind his ear- And if your heart is set on the picnic, we can have one in bed~

[ches-danforth]

That sounds just grand *grins, hands sliding into Grant's back pockets* How bout you put some tea on?

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[ches-danforth]

Work.

[mayer-means-rabbit]

-licks his lips stepping into Ches-

Too bad, you need to go in. Damn that Luke. He’s not even around and he still manages to be the world’s biggest cockblock. -snorts as he buries his face into the crook of his neck-

[ches-danforth]

Mmm... *smiles, drawing him in closer* Why don't we just forget it huh? She likes to keep me around. I doubt she'll fire me. Why don't I just skip it.

[ches-danforth]

Work.

[mayer-means-rabbit]

-smirks-

I do love the way that brain of yours works~

[ches-danforth]

*catlike grin*

Do you now? *reaches forward, grabbing Grant by the wrist and pulling him in closer* You know, the more we talk about it, the more I think about just not going into work. *frowns* I really think the record store would have worked out if Luke hadn't up and disappeared on me.

[ches-danforth]

Work.

[ches-danforth]

I could just go tell the redhead to fuck off… But then I’d feel bad because she’s actually nice as far as bosses go. *sighs* I’d ask for a day but she says she needs me there on weekends. A picnic sounds lovely though *frowns*

[mayer-means-rabbit]

Why not a picnic there? Could set it up in the breakroom. You’ve a bell over the door. Soon as we hear the chime, you pop out, do your thing.

[ches-danforth]

*grins* Luckily I don't have to pop out much unless I'm sweeping up a mess of hair. Stupid salon. So maybe just maybe... I mean I am entitled to a lunch break. I'll just take an extended one.

[ches-danforth]

Work.

Not something I feel like dealing with today.

[mayer-means-rabbit]

Then, maybe, don’t.

Mike’s let me take the day off.

We could have a picnic or somethin’?

[ches-danforth]

I could just go tell the redhead to fuck off... But then I'd feel bad because she's actually nice as far as bosses go. *sighs* I'd ask for a day but she says she needs me there on weekends. A picnic sounds lovely though *frowns*

[ches-danforth]

Work.

Not something I feel like dealing with today.

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