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noodles · 11-19-2015, 03:58 PM

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Originally Posted by Bazinga

Damn owls, Victoria wondered as she made her way to the Gobstone's office if some shouldn't be placed as just pets not mail carriers. She lost count on how many letters she got on her desk that were suppose to be for Gobstones or how many were brought over to her that had been sent here.

Moving into the office she looked around for Saxon, but didn't see her. She wondered if the woman had been buried in paper work because she really couldn't remember the last time they had a conversation. Which reminded her she'd have to go visit Adam soon. It had been awhile since she had gotten to see her friends outside of work. The girls were asking to go play too.

"Hello?" She knew someone had to be working today.

Samson, having left the big boss lady's office only a few moments ago, finally found himself in the Gobstones office where he was supposed to be. All alone it seemed.. So.. like any other curious Sammy-cat, he was having a look around at his colleagues workspaces.. trying to gauge who he might be working with..

One of them liked cats. She had not one but three framed photographs arranged around her cosy looking desk... all of the same huge and ugly ginger tom. No partner; no kids. Samson deduced she was middle-aged and frumpy; one he could perhaps 'flirt' with and make blush to get her do to work for him... He moved on. This fellow (or lady, but Sam felt sure it was a guy) was OCD. Not a thing out of place. Files were all in order and his stapler and hole-punch were in perfect alignment. Sam decided to mess with this one, placing the stapler on cat-lady's desk. He sat and selected a file filed under 'S' and slotted in with the 'B's. He was about to empty the contents of a pencil sharpener onto the guy's desk when he heard a voice from behind. He jumped, swivelling round in his chair to face the ~~old~~ lady.

A smile of innocence established itself on his face. “Hiya.”

11-19-2015, 03:58 PM	#28 (permalink)
noodles Hinkypunk Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: hiss Posts: 12,260 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rowan Fairfax Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ezra Greenwood Ravenclaw Fifth Year x2	Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science! Quote: Originally Posted by Bazinga Damn owls, Victoria wondered as she made her way to the Gobstone's office if some shouldn't be placed as just pets not mail carriers. She lost count on how many letters she got on her desk that were suppose to be for Gobstones or how many were brought over to her that had been sent here. Moving into the office she looked around for Saxon, but didn't see her. She wondered if the woman had been buried in paper work because she really couldn't remember the last time they had a conversation. Which reminded her she'd have to go visit Adam soon. It had been awhile since she had gotten to see her friends outside of work. The girls were asking to go play too. "Hello?" She knew someone had to be working today. Samson, having left the big boss lady's office only a few moments ago, finally found himself in the Gobstones office where he was supposed to be. All alone it seemed.. So.. like any other curious Sammy-cat, he was having a look around at his colleagues workspaces.. trying to gauge who he might be working with.. One of them liked cats. She had not one but three framed photographs arranged around her cosy looking desk... all of the same huge and ugly ginger tom. No partner; no kids. Samson deduced she was middle-aged and frumpy; one he could perhaps 'flirt' with and make blush to get her do to work for him... He moved on. This fellow (or lady, but Sam felt sure it was a guy) was OCD. Not a thing out of place. Files were all in order and his stapler and hole-punch were in perfect alignment. Sam decided to mess with this one, placing the stapler on cat-lady's desk. He sat and selected a file filed under 'S' and slotted in with the 'B's. He was about to empty the contents of a pencil sharpener onto the guy's desk when he heard a voice from behind. He jumped, swivelling round in his chair to face the ~~old~~ lady. A smile of innocence established itself on his face. “Hiya.” __________________