Today marked yet another round of the eternal battle between Zoe and school-related paperwork. Zoe was currently winning, but the tide could turn at any moment.

The door was open for anyone who needed to talk to her.

Zoe had enjoyed the long weekend (there were some parts she'd enjoyed very, very much), but she was also glad to be back in the office. There were a number of ongoing affairs that needed to be settled before she could really put her mind at ease.

Zoe was in her office, attempting to get some last minute things done before the break for Thanksgiving. She wasn't getting too distracted, although the steady stream of spam e-mails on how to "Cook his turkey right this holiday!" were starting to get annoying.

[I'm so, so sorry that this is so late.]

Zoe was sitting at her desk, keeping an eye on the video feeds as she worked. She was aware that she had a stronger habit of doing this on days when Vader held class, but that didn't mean it was a bad habit.

The door was open for anyone who needed her.

With the start of the school year nearing, the Paperwork War had begun again. Right now, Zoe was maintaining a strong defense all across her desk. The forms creeping up from the corner closest to the door were no match for her.

The door is open for anyone who needs her.

[I'll be on slowplay at work throughout the day.]