As we walked down Piccadilly she kept taking a nip from my bottle, before we reached Green Park she was distinctly squiffy. Entering the park I tossed...the empty bottle into some bushes. ‘Gorranother drinky?’ She demanded slurring her words. I fished in the deep pouch pocket of my Walking-out uniform jacket and produced another bottle of gin, some horrible no name blended stuff that claimed to be Plymouth Gin – the stuff that burns the lining of your guts, and is probably closer to aviation fuel. Cruising into work, he finished his breakfast in the parking lot, headed straight to the men’s room to clean up, and went to the time clock to punch in. Luckily, as an editor, albeit more junior, Damien had a bit more leeway than Tara, who came in minutes later, wearing an elf costume, no less. She was always his favorite reporter at the paper, though, so he was quick to call her into his office to avoid their bosses catching on.“I can add your time in retroactively with accounting later. I. More

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