Naturally, I am a bit concerned

[evadne_noel]

So, apparently the Secret Service came to see me at my apartment on Friday.

I was at work, it being, you know, a weekday, but they left me a nice note asking me to contact an agent. I doubt it's that important, as I haven't heard anything since. However, there is this one, petty detail: I cannot think of a single good reason why the Secret

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[irishmastermind]

Ooh, weird! But yeah, it's probably a neighbor being evaluated for a job. We've had a couple of those. One of the interesting things about living in this area, I suppose.

[evadne_noel]

That would also explain why they haven't bothered to call me back, because they've probably got enough information elsewhere.

[wonderfulwocket]

dude yer gonna be a secret agent now. it was a hiring gig, you know. DON'T MESS THIS UP. THEY HAVE AWESOME BENEFITS.

[evadne_noel]

I has messed it up. Now I will never have the chance to take a polygraph test in order to get a job.

[wonderfulwocket]

hey you done with that fic yet? for the book?

also i demand moar Once Upons!!

[evadne_noel]

I'm actually sending it to you this afternoon! FACT: I suck at action.

I totally think I need to fictionalize this experience, since it's just too good.