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vocab_drabblesTitle: Nothing Never Happens
Fandom: Midnight Occult Civil Servants
Author:elidelio
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Arata doesn't think he's had a single normal week since he began working for the Nocturnal Community Relations Division.
Nothing in Arata’s life had been normal since he started working for the Nocturnal Community Relations Division.
Ever since he discovered his Ears of Sand his life had been one unexpected twist after another. From having his friends dragged to literal hell and back to becoming the misplaced target of an old god's friendship, not a day had gone by where he wasn’t interacting with the Another in some shape or form.
It wasn’t all bad, though. He’d certainly made good friendships and had unforgettable experiences.
It’s just…
Was having a single, uneventful, banal week too much to ask for?
Fandom: Midnight Occult Civil Servants
Author:
elidelioRating: G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Arata doesn't think he's had a single normal week since he began working for the Nocturnal Community Relations Division.
Nothing in Arata’s life had been normal since he started working for the Nocturnal Community Relations Division.
Ever since he discovered his Ears of Sand his life had been one unexpected twist after another. From having his friends dragged to literal hell and back to becoming the misplaced target of an old god's friendship, not a day had gone by where he wasn’t interacting with the Another in some shape or form.
It wasn’t all bad, though. He’d certainly made good friendships and had unforgettable experiences.
It’s just…
Was having a single, uneventful, banal week too much to ask for?
