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When entering the work area, there was no reason why Cristobal didn't make his shocked, sad expression. Papers, filers, chairs, tables...everything was destroyed, or hanging where it don't belong. It was all a mess in there.
A huff of his own breath followed, and he took a box. The only thing left to do was arranging desks and chairs and hope nothing was completely lost. Like his belongings, or his office mates.
"This place...looks like as if a hurricane strucked inside here." Hurricane. Not Tornado.
__________________ ____________________________staring at the blank page before you...
so close you can almost taste it________________________________
Last edited by Yaya; 11-03-2010 at 07:04 AM.
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