Fandom High Office, Monday, December 1st

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It took them about thirty-two minutes and forty-five seconds to realise that the island had decided it was going to be one of Those Weeks. They knew the time exactly, because thirty-two minutes and forty-five seconds was the exact time that Bob usually made his first pass at the watercooler.

The watercooler which now produced hot cocoa rather than water, and was hence better titled a hot cocoa cooler.

Or warmer. They weren't sure.

As a result, there was a definite sense of inevitability hanging over the office today. They knew the island never just stuck to serving them hot drinks.