Town Hall, Tuesday
"Bright Eyes?"
"Yes, ma'am?"
"I need a list of all the paperwork due by the end of the month."
"... are you su--"
"Did I stutter? Get!"
No, Tamsin didn't technically need that paperwork, but you know what? She was in a mood. She wanted to have everything straight. And most importantly, she wanted Bright Eyes out of her hair, where the woman had been for the past three days over some customs thing with this Cyseal place or whatever. Ugh.
She poured herself an extra cup of coffee to congratulate herself on handling it, then sank back in her chair.
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"Yes, ma'am?"
"I need a list of all the paperwork due by the end of the month."
"... are you su--"
"Did I stutter? Get!"
No, Tamsin didn't technically need that paperwork, but you know what? She was in a mood. She wanted to have everything straight. And most importantly, she wanted Bright Eyes out of her hair, where the woman had been for the past three days over some customs thing with this Cyseal place or whatever. Ugh.
She poured herself an extra cup of coffee to congratulate herself on handling it, then sank back in her chair.
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