"I hear that, sister," Kate echoes from over at a mound of ITF laundry she's getting ready for wash. She winces mildly at the sister, but then it settles all right with her. For someone she stole crap from a half a month ago, Kate's pretty cool. "It's hard to lose a killer pair of boots if they're in plain sight."
She grins back over her shoulder. "And the trash schedule wasn't Will's. It's the boss's. We live on-site, at the Sanctuary, so that was his way of saying 'if you're staying, clean up your shit.'"
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Date: 2011-10-29 02:38 am (UTC)She grins back over her shoulder. "And the trash schedule wasn't Will's. It's the boss's. We live on-site, at the Sanctuary, so that was his way of saying 'if you're staying, clean up your shit.'"