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[theguv.livejournal.com]

[today, Plane-goers, is a special day! for you see, today we have sighted the elusive 'Guv' in his natural habitat: the pub. or as natural as a pub comes on the Plane, meaning he's at the Astral Bar. because really, when isn't he. but today is different, because the Guv isn't drinking, though he sourly wishes he were. no, today, this terrifying animal has in front of him actual, honest-to-god paperwork

you see, Plane-goers, on occasion, the Guv will stop being boorish and actually look at casework. the reasons behind this unusual behaviour differ, but for today, that reason is nightmares, and what better way to soothe a distraught mind than with pointless, nancy paperwork?

yeah, that's what the Guv thinks, too]

Bloody hell.

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[theguv.livejournal.com]

Never heard of it.

Gene Hunt, DCI.

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

Wrong century. [And she pauses near... whatever he's singing at.] Got an open seat?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[waves a hand] Help yourself.

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

[And so she does! Yay. And gestures to his paperwork with her glass.]

So how many days of putting that off is that worth?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

More than enough.

[read: He doesn't actually know. he didn't bother looking at it properly]

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

[She'd offer to help, but ahahahaha she would never offer to do paperwork willingly.]

I think the last time I actually sat down to deal with a stack of paperwork I was on bedrest.

[Or something. Come to think of it, Yeoman Rand and Bones might have been conspiring that day.]

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well, I needed a distraction. Seemed the best option for not thinking too hard.