Screwtape walked into the kitchen of his new home as he fixed his tie in place. He furrowed his brow at the coffee maker and it started up as if shamed into doing so. He was concerned at first that his "promotion" in the Lowerarchy of the Department of Temptation was the result of old Slubgob's machinations, but he had to admit that it was good to be in the field again. Particularly with such a nice little cottage all to himself. Ahhh, alone at least. [ooc: for the (surprise!) roommate.Tags: blackadder, our street, wtfroomie? Current Mood: calm
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