Humming to herself, Krel walked up to the New Department Head’s Office and carefully folded the draft letter that she wrote to the Bürgermeister von Magie of Germany and slipped it into the drop box. It was too bad that Ms. Everheart didn’t have a inbox or a personal assistant to hand the letter too, as Krel was eager to get her letter (and the appropriate feedback) back so she could continue on with her other projects.

The letter slid through the opening and landed with a soft tick as it hit the bottom. Sounds empty, she thought to herself. She wasn’t sure if Ms. Everheart was in her office of not, nor did she feel the need to look. I think I’ll get some snoodle doodles before heading back to my desk. And so, she wandered off for a well needed break before heading back to her cube.