Toothpick Disappearer * Likes her 'figgies' * Mmm... Bagels!
Kasandra looked around the table at her fellow co-worker. Looks like her valuables she would be packing that night would be a large thermos of coffee, and enough caffeine to kill the poor ol' centaurs.
She gathered her stuff, pushed her glasses up her nose and tucked her hair behind her shoulders. Perhaps a different doo would have to do for this trip. Her heels tapped against the floor as she walked out.
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