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maskormenacelogs2017-11-04 02:36 pm
trouvaille) wrote in maskormenacelogs2017-11-04 02:36 pm
this is fine.
WHO: Dr Chilton & Miss Wynne-York.
WHERE: Maurtia Falls housing.
WHEN: After noticing he hasn't been at work.
WHAT: Essentially this.
WARNINGS: TBD.
It's been a while, and Gwen is not - like, great at people, but there are a few for whom she's inclined to make some manner of effort. So when it becomes apparent that she's having trouble getting a hold of Frederick at the office because he hasn't been showing up to the office...
...probably the polite thing to do would be to call first. On the other hand, she's now called first several times and been put off by harried staff-members, so, now it's more a question of following up or minding her own business. And she isn't good at other people's feelings, and not turning up to work unexplained usually does involve someone's feelings at some point, so -
Not knowing what's happened but guessing, presumably, that something has: she spares him a visit from her enormous dog. It's just her, on the doorstep of his Maurtia Falls home, knocking and changing the bag she's carrying from one hand to the other. She doesn't do talking about things very well, but she can definitely do buying someone's affection or at least a laugh, and if it's the thought that counts then she definitely thought hard about the contents of the bag she's come bearing.
“Open your fucking door,” she sighs. To the door.
WHERE: Maurtia Falls housing.
WHEN: After noticing he hasn't been at work.
WHAT: Essentially this.
WARNINGS: TBD.
It's been a while, and Gwen is not - like, great at people, but there are a few for whom she's inclined to make some manner of effort. So when it becomes apparent that she's having trouble getting a hold of Frederick at the office because he hasn't been showing up to the office...
...probably the polite thing to do would be to call first. On the other hand, she's now called first several times and been put off by harried staff-members, so, now it's more a question of following up or minding her own business. And she isn't good at other people's feelings, and not turning up to work unexplained usually does involve someone's feelings at some point, so -
Not knowing what's happened but guessing, presumably, that something has: she spares him a visit from her enormous dog. It's just her, on the doorstep of his Maurtia Falls home, knocking and changing the bag she's carrying from one hand to the other. She doesn't do talking about things very well, but she can definitely do buying someone's affection or at least a laugh, and if it's the thought that counts then she definitely thought hard about the contents of the bag she's come bearing.
“Open your fucking door,” she sighs. To the door.