tcggreathall

I love that my to do list just keeps getting longer,

[The blonde leaned over her clipboard again, agitated, perhaps a little over-caffeinated, scribbling furious notes into the margins of the parchment she’d found. She’d been here since well before breakfast, surrounded now by four empty coffee mugs, trying to bring her task list into order, to delegate. Rebekah volunteering certainly did nothing in the ways of lowering her stress levels, even if it meant an extra pair of hands.  Spencer, Quinn, Nik, Emma - they all hung heavy on her mind, crowding and yelling for her attention, and Caroline wanted - no, needed this distraction. The hell she’d let the entitled 1000-year old brat take this away from her.