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Nov 15, 2024 15:25:07 GMT -6
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There were good days and bad days in working for Haven. Occasionally, there were catastrophic days. Sometimes there were quiet days. And all too often, there were boring days. Today was one of the latter.
Sveta was sitting in a high end restaurant, having decidedly less fun than she had when she went to these places with people like Zselyke. Today, she shared a large table with an assortment of people from various organizations that collaborated with Haven, and decided to have a fancy lunch on Haven's dime. At least Sveta was not the only one expected to entertain anyone. The conversation meandered, from professional topics to food to whatever. Sveta's mind began to wander too. She hated these socializing events. It felt like no work was getting done at all.
Her gaze wandered too, scanning the other tables more out of habit and instinct than anything. And then, she noticed a familiar face.
No way.
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* italics are spoken in Russian* Thanks to Siren for the sig and avi!
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