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Morning coffee (open) @ 02:35 pm

[info]shield_legacy:

Tim had wandered out of his lab early in the morning to head down to the Mess for some coffee. Normally he made it in the lab since a coffeemaker was a vital part of lab equipment, but he was out of beans and hadn't been down ground-side to get some. So the Mess it was. The Mess didn't have the high octane coffee like the lab, but it would help him make it through the day.

He filled his mug and grabbed two donuts and found a seat.
 

So you see, I have this doctor's note... @ 10:56 pm

[info]magic_hands:

Martin stands outside the therapist's door and fiddles with his hat. He didn't know why Bea insisted he go to this. Okay, well he did know why. Probably something to do with that hat incident and losing control. But he was sane! He wasn't extra weird or anything. Why did he have to do this?
 
And what worried him most was that he didn't know what kind of files this guy would have on him. Technically in the government files he'd been legally dead for a few years, and he guessed Dr. Strange had pulled a few strings regarding his files so there shouldn't be anything on him except for this past almost year with the Thunderbolts...but still. It worried him a lot.
 
Taking a deep breath Martin peaks in the doorway and taps his hat against the door.
 
Maybe the doctor's note would work?
 

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