Barry sat in his desk chair and twirled. He was bored, bored. Bored!
Work was quiet. The university semester was over but the winter additional courses hadn't yet started. It had been hard to convince them that he could in fact handle two compacted units but they had finally given in since here was nothing to say he couldn't. The Flash seemed to have discouraged a lot of the petty crime he dealt with on a daily basis. It had been three weeks since Arthur had broken into his warehouse home.
He had watched everything interesting on TV. He'd run every programme he'd been planning but hadn't had time to develop. He'd even cleaned the warehouse.
He was bored…
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