*John wanders through to the kitchen and makes his own breakfast when it becomes clear that Peter isn't going to prepare any for him. Eventually the three of them are in the car and on the way to the office. It's not a particularly long drive but not all the roads are paved and the ride isn't exactly smooth.*
*They pull into the gravel car park of the converted barn that houses John's constituency office. The old, painted wooden doors might look pretty, but there's the usual fight with the aging wood to get into the building. The sun is streaming through the windows in the roof highlighting all the places John and his team have failed to dust.*
Well, this is HQ. Is there anything you particularly need?
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Date: 2015-04-23 11:50 am (UTC)*They pull into the gravel car park of the converted barn that houses John's constituency office. The old, painted wooden doors might look pretty, but there's the usual fight with the aging wood to get into the building. The sun is streaming through the windows in the roof highlighting all the places John and his team have failed to dust.*
Well, this is HQ. Is there anything you particularly need?