★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry
Abilee came back from the debate. It was going to be hard for her to chose who to vote for. One of the many wonders of being 18 and working at the ministry. She sat down in her cubicle and looked around. It was pretty quiet and empty. Ugh...SILENCE.
"I wonder where Jenkins is." she said to herself and began to work on some files she had left when she went to the debates.
__________________ I don't bend easy, budge or break; 
Trust me, you don't want it with the female Scarface; |