 Farmer Carter | | Ama's Secret
The last thing Sylvester wanted to be doing was sitting in a room with a whole bunch of people he really despised. He entered the conference room, giving Willow a brief nod as he spotted her at the other end of the room. Away from the coffee pot? Bad intern. At least she'd made some. He poured the coffee into his favourite mug, which he had brought along with him, and took a sip, wincing at the bitterness of it. He picked up a scone, muffin AND cookie, insistent that he would need all the comfort foods he could get his hands on to get through this meeting.
He took a seat as far away from the intern as possible and began picking at his muffin. It was a bit dry. Could this intern do anything right? Sigh.
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When I look into the
MIRROR OF ERISED
all that I see is
YOU
*wink*
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