The last time something like this had happened, Joe had ended up back home in Vancouver, somewhere familiar and normal and not some other fucking city in the fucking future. "Guys, I've had my eyes open for about twelve fucking seconds here, I think what I want is a second to sit the fuck down and actually figure shit out."
Beyond just getting some food. That was a good enough goal, he figured, but he needed a little more information than that.
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Date: 2009-08-28 03:12 am (UTC)Beyond just getting some food. That was a good enough goal, he figured, but he needed a little more information than that.