The Contract
I can't keep myself cooped up in that house while everyone is running around like a headless chicken in the office.
I had come to work, just to find that my office was gone. In place stood a bigger, fancier office with a whole living room space, filled with plants, flowers, books and so much more. The office was pretty, in warm tones of grey, gold, and blush pink. It had a few black pieces here and there giving it the final touch. But there were workers still there, fixing the electrical from what it seemed.
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