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Voicemail
"Yeah, um, this is Ray, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
Beep.
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Fandom Parking Lot, Saturday Morn'
So everything was packed up and shoved into the GTO except for the furniture. That one had a truck, but the truck had already left yesterday evening, leaving Ray to one last night in his empty freaking apartment. All set. All done. Everything squared away, square one, bam, it was going to be ( Read more... ) -
Back Room at the Trooper Station, Friday Night
Okay. Poker night. It had been a long damn night since poker night, and not just because that called back memories for Ray, or anything. But. He'd cleared out part of the back room (dumped the bagels in a corner, plus a couple buckets of rainy syrup), left some skittles in bags on the table, and got the cards out ( Read more... ) -
MHA #5, Saturday Morning
It was morning, and Ray was going through his morning ritual of pouring some coffee, chucking in some M&Ms, and double-checking that he hadn't turned into a girl, a pink elephant, or a mountie or something over night.
He liked to call this the Sanity Check. As long as he kept doing the Sanity Check, he had not gone crazy ( Read more... ) -
MHA #5, Friday Morning
It was Friday. Ray had his shift on Friday. Ray... was not goin ( Read more... ) -
A Beach by Miami, Florida, Wednesday Afternoon
Okay, so Ray's pay didn't get them beyond a nice three-star place with about half the amount of old people he'd have got on his old salary, but that was decent, right? He wasn't going to let Tony Stark's bazillions ruin his mojo ( Read more... ) -
MHA #5, Saturday Afternoon
Ray had everything set up for Pepper showin' up. Even got some candles. Some good music in the stereo. The apartment was even kinda clean (well, for Ray's standards. He was still kinda a slob). So. Now.
All he needed was Pepper.
He took a seat to lounge on the couch, calm and collected (he wasn't a teenager anymore) and flipped some channels ( Read more... ) -
MHA #5, Monday Afternoon
Ray had spent an entire half-week doing both Cooper's job and his own when there were zombies around. Ray had earned some downtime. He'd leave the workaholic crap to Day ( Read more... ) -
Outside MCA #7, Tuesday Evening
So Ray still wasn't sure how the date thing was going to go. If they had a date thing.
If Pepper was going to hate him for life because he'd told her there were dinosaurs out to eat her head last weekend. If Pepper was still Pepper.
Okay. Ray was cool and collected. Ray was knocking.
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MHA #5 to MHA #7, Early Thursday Morning
Okay, last night had been good. In that not-so-dirty kinda way. Pepper was a total dork and yet scarily efficient, which was two great tastes that ran together. Or something ( Read more... )