In Work, At Work

The prospect of being over felt great. Well, almost over, anyway. But it also left her busily trying to multitask - finishing off the final touches, trying to talk to everyone trying to get their word in, meanwhile having to write something as part of a story for your daily in three minutes. Of course, she doubted whether half the dailies could be called stories. They were just random thoughts and mumblings, usually narrated by herself. But it kept her writing mind at ease. In work. At work. It helped. Supposedly.

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