 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
Conley had needed to escape from his office and from work for a few minutes. Seeking a hiding place where nobody would think to find him, he landed on the food court, figuring it was the last place someone would look for him. After all, Conley often forgot to eat so a place that served food seemed the last place someone would look for him. So, after stopping for a cup of tea, Conley had found an empty sofa and made himself comfortable as he shuffled through some pamphlets and forms that were not work related, but to someone else, might seem so as they dealt with citizenship and other legally-looking information.
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