 Swedishfish Girl! ❄ Page-Turning Seamstress ❄ Jess's Soul Sister! Sweetest Swede!
Very apprehensive Claudette entered the room labelled as the 'adult classroom' for the mornings training session for immigration officers. She really hoped that she wasn't the big reason why Mr Delacroix had felt it necessary to give them all training. With her hands in her robe pockets to keep them from flexing around too much because of nerves, she silently made her way towards the centre of the room where her boss and Cassandra were standing.
"Good morning Mr Delacroix and Cassandra," Claude greeted kindly. Lifting her left hand from her pocket she gestured toward the coffee table. "Is only coffee available or is there tea too?" Tea she loved. Coffee she disliked.
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