BREAKING STORM
Our people had enough money to travel around, visit the Golden Pack, and enjoy the beauty of the place.
"Ugh... I hate this!" Stormee yawned, and I looked up from the reports I had been reading.
"What?" I sighed, knowing that she would say something, Ludacris.
"How tired I am feeling..." she yawned,
"Maybe you should take a nap," I suggested, and she took a deep breath.
"I wish I could, but I have a meeting with the women of the WEC..." she said, and I chuckled.
"You didn't find another name for the group?" I said, and she rolled her eyes.
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