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capeandcowllogs2009-02-25 06:28 pm
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Tomorrow night will be more of the same
WHO: Jason Todd (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lolnotdead), Sirius Black (mismanage)
WHERE: The world just revolves around Jason's apartment.
WHEN: Feb 25, late afternoon probably.
WARNINGS: Jason + animals
SUMMARY: There is a dog sleeping on his couch. >:U
FORMAT: Quicklog.
The great thing about working for yourself was, well, being able to call it a day whenever you wanted - that was when all the work was done. Being in charge of the Hoods had its ups and downs. The majority of them were morons and a terrible pain to deal with but it brought in money and it also made it easier for him to keep track of Mobsters, being that he was from the inside and not just one of the other capes.
Today was just one of those days where he decided it would be better to end the day early, so he wouldn't have to beat some of the members to death. They sure as hell knew how to be annoying when they wanted.
Jason opened the door to his apartment with a sigh. There seemed to be no sign of Rose, not surprising. She always liked to slip in and out of the house like a stray cat. He was used to it. Speaking of cats, Jason didn't see his. He peeked inside of hi--Rose's room and there it was, on her pillow, asleep. All was well in the Todd household.
The only thing left to do was for Jason to open a beer, sit down and watch crappy TV shows. And he would have done just that, however, there happened to be a black dog sleeping on his couch.
"The hell?" he glared down at the canine.
lolnotdead), Sirius Black (mismanage)WHERE: The world just revolves around Jason's apartment.
WHEN: Feb 25, late afternoon probably.
WARNINGS: Jason + animals
SUMMARY: There is a dog sleeping on his couch. >:U
FORMAT: Quicklog.
The great thing about working for yourself was, well, being able to call it a day whenever you wanted - that was when all the work was done. Being in charge of the Hoods had its ups and downs. The majority of them were morons and a terrible pain to deal with but it brought in money and it also made it easier for him to keep track of Mobsters, being that he was from the inside and not just one of the other capes.
Today was just one of those days where he decided it would be better to end the day early, so he wouldn't have to beat some of the members to death. They sure as hell knew how to be annoying when they wanted.
Jason opened the door to his apartment with a sigh. There seemed to be no sign of Rose, not surprising. She always liked to slip in and out of the house like a stray cat. He was used to it. Speaking of cats, Jason didn't see his. He peeked inside of hi--Rose's room and there it was, on her pillow, asleep. All was well in the Todd household.
The only thing left to do was for Jason to open a beer, sit down and watch crappy TV shows. And he would have done just that, however, there happened to be a black dog sleeping on his couch.
"The hell?" he glared down at the canine.
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"We're gonna have to change that, mate. I understand the crime fighting thing's important and all, but you can't spend all your time doing that! 'Sides," he pointed to the TV. "Shows on that thing are rubbish!"