#poor stacey

[notatrixieblog]

imagine not only having to work on ur birthday but also having to work over time

[sulanibean]

Present Day...

[questfall-podcast]

New horrors wait behind every door of Denbury Grange; or maybe it's just more dogs. Our heroes find themselves taking two steps forward and three steps back as they try to reach the last resting place of the coded entry in Master Denbury’s ledger, in our latest episode: The Silken Spectre

[thegrimdarkoffice]

@askthestaceyparable {continued from here}

This… wasn’t going anywhere.  It was clear all too quickly that any and all progress would be held back by this Office’s Narrator, which meant that she was going to have to figure out how to deal with this… situation.  In a way that harmed her as little as possible.

“Well, why don’t you just let me have a look-over on them?”  The girl suggested calmly, slowing her stride ever so slightly and gradually to pretend she’d gotten bored with walking rather than having just given up on trying to make progress. “I know what I’m looking for, so it’s not like I’ll be snooping in on every single second.  Besides, you can think of it as one less thing to worry about!  You can work on those files, I’ll handle my own situation, and you don’t have to worry about adding yet another customer to what I’m sure is already a long list.  Easy-peasy, win-win for everyone.”

Let you look? The woman scoffed gleefully. You poor, misguided little thing. You don't even know where you are, do you? 

This is the grimdark Office, Miss Stacey. You think the shit your Narrator does with you is bad? For us, that's just another Friday. 

She continued taunting Stacey and it became obvious she never wanted to help in the first place. 

The hallways shifted and doors disappeared, then reappeared in different locations, making it impossible to tell where Stacey had originally come from - and where she'd have to run to get out of this place. 

I assure you, if Stanley had even half a brain, he'd have booked it straight out of here. Give up looking for him, little girl. If he really was still around, he would've let you find him. 

[wineassassin]

from @wovetales: "so YOU'RE the boyfriend? huh . . . damn, yeah, definitely can't compete with that." / from stacey!

"wait, are you the..." woman with a massive crush on mason, despite... everything? well, he can't say that. "... the other person who works at shelf indulgence with mason? one of his coworkers?" nice save. the apron around her waist should be a dead giveaway. sebastian is in town visiting his boyfriend and now finds himself seated at a table with a book while mason works. he can't exactly ask him to take off for the day, not when this visit was so unexpected; instead, he waits, sipping coffee, reading, and getting some work done on his laptop. when he's approached by the woman in the apron, sebastian expects a friendly greeting... not the shock of realization on poor stacey's face. "i don't blame you for crushing on him, by the way," sebastian adds quickly, brows raised. if she asks how he knows about her crush... well... he'll cross that bridge when he gets there. "i'm sebastian. it's a pleasure to meet you, stacey." holding out his hand for her to shake, sebastian prays the gesture acts as a salve over whatever wound might form at this. it's never easy to deal with heartbreak, or watch someone else live your dream. "mason says very nice things about you and all his coworkers. he likes you all very much. you make this space very safe — very comfortable for him, and i appreciate that, of course." his smile is genuine. he hopes it helps. "working with him today? keep him in line, eh? he's prone to misbehaving."

[henryspearl]

Oh wow Ruby...that is low

[this-does-exist]

Stacey can't you see? You're just not the girl for me.

Cause I wanna fuck your mom.