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holdingacatCecil can barely contain himself, bouncing into his chair, cradling his mug of coffee (made for him by Intern Chad - oh, it was good to have interns again). Just one show to get through, and then And then! Sure, he knows this isn't a date, ha, of course he knows that.
...
He somewhat knows that.
Cecil does know, however, that Carlos will not only be there, he'll most likely be in his snazziest dress lab coat, looking absolutely dreamy. Come what may, this is going to be fantastic!
There's a tap on the window, and intern Chad is there, waving and pointing frantically at the BROADCASTING sign, now lit. Whoops, got carried away in that daydream.
"A friendly desert community - where the sun is still hot, the moon? Still beautiful, and mysterious lights still pass over ahead while we all pretend to sleep."
He shifts, settling more comfortably into his chair and pulling the mic closer.
"Welcome to Night Vale."
...
He somewhat knows that.
Cecil does know, however, that Carlos will not only be there, he'll most likely be in his snazziest dress lab coat, looking absolutely dreamy. Come what may, this is going to be fantastic!
There's a tap on the window, and intern Chad is there, waving and pointing frantically at the BROADCASTING sign, now lit. Whoops, got carried away in that daydream.
"A friendly desert community - where the sun is still hot, the moon? Still beautiful, and mysterious lights still pass over ahead while we all pretend to sleep."
He shifts, settling more comfortably into his chair and pulling the mic closer.
"Welcome to Night Vale."
