★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry
Abilee walked into the breakroom. She need to stretch her legs and move around after the meeting they just had. But this was no place to talk about work. It was the break room. Which she needed badly at the moment. She poured herself some coffee and sat down near a window. She took out a magazine and began flipping through the pages.
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Trust me, you don't want it with the female Scarface; |