Erin's days had been packed. Totally full. She spent most of her time at the storefront and the other hours either taking care of her house, or at the bar. But, today was different. Her running joke with Kitty needed to be fulfilled. So....Erin got up and put on a nice short grey flannel skirt, a white button up shirt, unbuttoned just a little too much, high high heels and the right makeup. Hair was fluffed a little, so it was full around her face. And that was how she walked into the governors office.
"Hellllo?" She went straight to the desk designated for a secretary, setting herself down in the chair and crossing those legs. They looked all nice and long with the short skirt and high heels. She shuffled through papers on the desk a bit, putting them in cursory piles. Maybe Kitty really did need a secretary....
She bit the end of her pen, tilting her head as she worked. A little bit of humming. Unaware if anyone remained in the building her joke had suddenly turned to work. She took her reading glasses sliding them up her nose and peered down at the papers. Hot librarian alert! Bill there, letter of complaint there, letter of praise there....repeat. This went on for awhile, or at least it felt like awhile, and Erin's little fingers filed with speed.
Erin started pulling open drawers, looking for file folders when the phone rang. A blink, then another, and a slow smile spread across her face. "Hello, Governor's office, how may I direct your call?" Kitty was going to kill her.
"Hellllo?" She went straight to the desk designated for a secretary, setting herself down in the chair and crossing those legs. They looked all nice and long with the short skirt and high heels. She shuffled through papers on the desk a bit, putting them in cursory piles. Maybe Kitty really did need a secretary....
She bit the end of her pen, tilting her head as she worked. A little bit of humming. Unaware if anyone remained in the building her joke had suddenly turned to work. She took her reading glasses sliding them up her nose and peered down at the papers. Hot librarian alert! Bill there, letter of complaint there, letter of praise there....repeat. This went on for awhile, or at least it felt like awhile, and Erin's little fingers filed with speed.
Erin started pulling open drawers, looking for file folders when the phone rang. A blink, then another, and a slow smile spread across her face. "Hello, Governor's office, how may I direct your call?" Kitty was going to kill her.