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Face The Music
Jan. 9th, 2006 11:52 pm"We should get some sleep," Andrew says. "Long flight ahead of us, and we need to be rested when we get there."
Jonathan nods. "Right. Can't face the Council on no sleep."
"Right."
They stop talking, then, and lean back to try to sleep, just as the seatbelt sign goes off.
Neither of them has much success.
*****
On the other end, they stagger out of the airport terminal, to find the Council's car already waiting for them.
The driver's someone they know, someone they've worked with before. But all their attempts at friendly conversation fall on stony ground.
The rest of the journey is completed in uncomfortable silence.
*****
( Nobody's telecommuting to this one. )
Jonathan nods. "Right. Can't face the Council on no sleep."
"Right."
They stop talking, then, and lean back to try to sleep, just as the seatbelt sign goes off.
Neither of them has much success.
*****
On the other end, they stagger out of the airport terminal, to find the Council's car already waiting for them.
The driver's someone they know, someone they've worked with before. But all their attempts at friendly conversation fall on stony ground.
The rest of the journey is completed in uncomfortable silence.
*****
( Nobody's telecommuting to this one. )
