Office hours, Tuesday, October 22, 2019

Anakin hated this time of year: Juliet and Christopher had been in school long enough to have brought home germs, and he was now sniffling his way through a box of tissues and spraying his office with Lysol every few hours.

Ugh. Cold season.

The door was open. Have some tea. You'll have to provide your own sympathy, though. Anakin was feeling very sorry for himself.

[OOC: Not at all inspired by a cranky, snotty toddler who's lost her voice. Rly.]