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somethingwithturquoise) wrote2022-01-06 04:53 am
somethingwithturquoise) wrote2022-01-06 04:53 am
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Office #3; Thursday [01/06].
Well. Summer had said she'd be available in her office this week if in case anyone needed to see her more privately, and so she was definitely making good on that claim, although she kind of wished she'd taken into consideration the fact of who her office used to belong to and the fact that there was a big mural on the opposite wall of a certain familiar Loth-cat that she now had to stare down while she just tried to kill time and not think about the exact things she was surrounded by.
She sighed, leaned back in her chair, put her feet up on her desk and whipped out her phone, because if there was anything she was never not good at, it was wasting a shit ton of time on bullshit social media endeavors, occasionally dipping her hand into one of the desk drawers because it also helped that this office did come equipped with a bizarro drawer of endless snacks.
Really, sometimes Summer really didn't know how good she had it, when it came to what else could be coming out of bizarro desk drawers around here.
[[ door and office are open! ]]
She sighed, leaned back in her chair, put her feet up on her desk and whipped out her phone, because if there was anything she was never not good at, it was wasting a shit ton of time on bullshit social media endeavors, occasionally dipping her hand into one of the desk drawers because it also helped that this office did come equipped with a bizarro drawer of endless snacks.
Really, sometimes Summer really didn't know how good she had it, when it came to what else could be coming out of bizarro desk drawers around here.
[[ door and office are open! ]]