 Farmer Carter | | Ama's Secret
Sylvester left the Cowbag-In-Charge's office and went straight for his desk which, unfortunately, was amongst all the other desks of the other writers. Nothing like some privacy to get on with his work. The doe-eyed intern was also there. He could be 100% certain that the girl did not like him, and if she did, then she was an even bigger fool that Sylvester had once thought.
"Could you pass me a cup?" he asked of her whilst shuffling parchments on his desk. Where had he put that blasted draft article that was due for the next deadline? This was the last thing he was needing right now.
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When I look into the
MIRROR OF ERISED
all that I see is
YOU
*wink*
Last edited by Leeness; 08-07-2012 at 11:30 PM.
Reason: I used the word 'leaved' instead of 'left'. Oh boy *tired Lee*
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