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[da]

You've woken up, showered, had breakfast. The day stretches in front of you, a cloudy, snowy Friday.

[ get dressed for work ]

[ go back to bed ]

[ stay in front of the computer ]


Rules: the first person to comment with their choice above can decide what happens to our character. Put the choice in the title of the comment. At the end of the comment, add 3 or more choices for what can happen next, like this one has. You can make more than one choice; put them in separate comments.

Oh, please don't kill me? I won't enjoy that. Thanks.

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[ get dressed for work ]

[da-lj.livejournal.com]

You put on jeans and a sweater, comb your hair, and wonder what's on the agenda for the day. You take a look at your calendar.

Oops! 9am meeting!

You kiss melted_snowball and dart out the door to catch the bus.

Waiting at the bus stop is a man in a trench-coat.

[ strike up a conversation ]

[ wonder where the hell the bus is ]

[ try to figure out who the guy is without talking to him ]

[ strike up a conversation ]

[psychedelicbike.livejournal.com]

It's an unpleasant morning, so perhaps a little conversation will take your mind off of it.

"Good morning," you say to the man in the trenchcoat. Clearly, though, he's not a morning person. He looks up at you and grunts, then goes back to staring at his feet and scuffing at small piles of snow.

[ attempt to continue conversation ]

[ wait silently for the bus ]

[ try to figure out who the guy is without talking to him ]

[dr-tectonic.livejournal.com]

[ try to figure out who the guy is without talking to him ]

He looks vaguely familiar, and after a long moment you realize that he's the University Ombudsman, whose car showed up on the roof of one of the buildings yesterday, placed there by some enthusiastic undergrads with too much free time. Apparently the facilities crew doesn't have it down yet. Better not get too close; he might be cranky.

The bus still hasn't arrived. If you left right now, you could walk and only be five or ten minutes late, if you walked briskly.

[start walking]
[continue to wait for the bus]
[dither]

[start walking]

[persephoneplace.livejournal.com]

anxous about the morning meeting, you set off down the road, away from the grumpy ombudsman. The weather is dull, but you begin to whistle anyway.

[the bus immediately passes you, splashing you with its spray]
[the ombudsman calls you by name as you begin to stride away]
[half a block down the road, a little old woman asks you if you will be her valentine]