"The hell does he think he's doing?" Nathan barked, storming after him.
"He knows he doesn't actually work here, right?" Dwight asked.
"He knows," Duke promised. "He just doesn't care."
And jogged to keep up.
The inside of Marion's house was like the inside of a meat locker. An over clocked meat locker. In Antarctica. Frost coated the windows and crept along the walls, and Duke and Dwight both immediately started to shiver.
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Re: The police station/Marion's house, Duke, Nathan, Lucifer, Marion, etc
Date: 2022-01-18 10:39 pm (UTC)"He knows he doesn't actually work here, right?" Dwight asked.
"He knows," Duke promised. "He just doesn't care."
And jogged to keep up.
The inside of Marion's house was like the inside of a meat locker. An over clocked meat locker. In Antarctica. Frost coated the windows and crept along the walls, and Duke and Dwight both immediately started to shiver.
"Marion!" Nathan called, undeterred. "Hello?!"