[color=#00FF7F][center][h1]James Harris[/h1][/center][/color]
[center][h3]16:47[/h3][/center]


James groaned as he walked into his apartment, fresh off a double shift. His side was still throbbing slightly, his ribs still in the process of knitting together from where he turned that little boy’s break into nothing but a few bad bruises after the tumble he took out of the tree. It was no walk in the park having to finish his shift with a broken arm, but he powered through worse in the past and at least the worse is over at this point – should only take another hour or so – and then he can just kick back and enjoy his first vacation in far too long. He hasn’t had a real day off in ages, now – as long as he doesn’t get called back in – he’ll have three glorious days of peaceful bliss. 

Collapsing on his couch his plans for the night unfolded behind his eyes like a beautiful picture. It’s still early afternoon, so first, he’ll take a nice nap – get his ribs sorted out – then he’ll head out to grab some dinner at Wu’s. He loves Wu’s, they make the best dumplings in the city – it’s a pity they don’t deliver. Amy’s also going through quite a sticker phase according to Sarah, so maybe he could make a quick stop on the way and pick some up for her, maybe grab some glow-in-the-dark stars for above the twins’ cribs as well? That’ll earn him some ‘Best Uncle’ points for sure. Then with both stickers and dinner acquired, hell come home and just kick back and relax with the next Terry Pratchett in his collection.

Good plan…

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[center][h3]22:00pm[/h3][/center]

Prize obtained! Walking out of the store into the evening air, he placed his purchases into his various coat pockets – zipping them closed afterwards – and finally continued on to Wu’s. That had taken longer than he was expecting – almost a half-hour – but he got a pretty good selection for the kids, so he’s definitely going to be popular when he sees them tomorrow. Getting unto his motorcycle, he turned on his helmet’s Bluetooth and the sweet sound of Queen immediately filled his ears. Singing along – badly – to the words, James started the drive to Wu’s. Traffic’s looking good, his nap might have put him a little behind schedule (he should remember to set his alarm next time) but the drive isn't that long, for the first time in ages he actually feel's well-rested and pretty soon he's going to be partaking in some delicious food. Tonight’s looking like a good start to a well-deserved break.