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Back!
"Ehhh.. Sort of. We'll be slow replying to everyone but please send an ask to us and whatnot as a reminder of something I'm supposed to be doing.. Where's my advil, this headache is the worst."
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Mun has come back to give me orders. So I think to my self, what will she have me do now she has returned?
Emma//OPEN
Emma stared at the empty file folder. Giving a slight grunt she downed the rest of her drink and moved toward the window. The grounds were unusually quiet for this time of day but it was no longer her worry. Drawing the blinds, Emma moved back to her desk.
She knew they wouldn't want her here. Had even packed her things since the night. As horrible as she felt living out of a suitcase, she wasn't willing to accept defeat. With a sigh, Emma slammed the photo of her and Scott down on the desk. Nothing, but a broken heart on his part, she thought trying and failing to hide a little pain in her chest. She was the white queen, for bloody sake, and she wasn't going to let Jean ruin the new family she'd come to like...maybe in love.
Though, she owed Alex and explanation and Kurt, Emma wasn't yet up to facing them all. Scott no longer wanted to speak to her, so why bother with the rest yet? Tapping her fingers on the desk, Emma chewed her lip debating on what to do. She locked her office, before passing past the infirmary, where Jean and Scott where..
Rolling her eyes in disgust, Emma made it into the kitchen to make herself some tea. Hoping no one wanted to get on her bad side or talk to her.
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