I used to work at a pizza place that was terrible.

( blue itches with a need to do--something. she's already decided, more or less, that at some point she's going to tell tommy that he should sign a contract with her. it's just a matter of when, and how, because she's already pretty much figured out that he hates feeling pitied, and offers to blow things up only cut it so far.

for now though, she just nudges her elbow against tommy's arm lightly as they walk, with a vague attempt at not frowning quite so hard that's semi-successful at best. )

You know you don't have to worry about the bullshit permission requirements, right? Like, it's not even a question.