cubicle.

[secretsend]

he sat at his desk and penned a drawing of a small cat. the eyes turned out nowhere near as proportioned as he had hoped but thought it quite dear nonetheless. why isn't my phone ringing? too much dancing left him with a half-ironed shirt and eyes in need of cold spoons, but as soon as his telephone lit up (hopefully not ending with the voice of

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[jakevelocity]

I enjoy your third person narrative form.

[secretsend]

thank you. it's a bit random of me, but enjoyable nonetheless.