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jazz_todd ([info]jazz_todd) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
Wayne Industries (daytime)
Jazz danced around WI stringing up extra decorations to surprise her boss before she got back from her lunch break. She'd found strings of plastic bats and spiders and strewn them everywhere in the halls with the proper cob-webbing caught all along them.

She had dressed as she did every year, as Little Red Riding Hood, in white pants, a lace trimmed top and the brilliantly red cloak her father had given her as a little family joke.

Halloween was both her favorite and least favorite holiday. The creepy and unique festivities were great fun in moderation, but in Gotham Halloween was one of the worst nights to walk the streets. She was looking forward to keeping the streets safe as the sun fell, but until then she'd also have her fun at work.


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