Rachel sits behind her desk, surrounded by papers, and huffs out in frustration. This is the third night in two weeks that she's stayed until it was dark, and still wasn't making any dent in her paperwork.:
So... I'm thinking, whenever you come next... we're just going to be doing a LOT of paperwork. :/
Rach:
That is... if you're still interested, and I didn't completely bore you to death with all my ramblings. It was a good work out at least, right? :P
