 Wowza!
It had been nearly a month since the last IMPS challenge but Levi Kenning was nothing if not consistent at nursing grudges close to his chest. This was especially obvious when the reason in question was his mother's well being and now it'd been threatened. She was perfectly fine now, of course, but. It was a matter of principle at this point.
And everyone on staff was guilty, as far as he was concerned. Even Hirsch, regrettably. Thus his "Good morning," to the man was rather short and lacked any of its usual--not enthusiasm, but certainly, it lacked interest. The lack of chairs and desks was noted with some light disappointment but the rocks were something else entirely.
Levi openly eyeballed them. If anything, they'd serve as a good surface to bash his head against if he embarrassed himself.
And, look, there were people he knew. And Olivia Phillips was back, and the girl was really nothing short of a miracle of modern healing, as far as he was concerned. He'd seen her and the blood and--yeah. He sent her a small wave.
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