It was lucky that she liked her job. Sure, she’d worked an average shift, but the overtime she was putting in had her brain lulling. “Okay.” Grace sighed as she stood, arms stretching in the air. “I’m finding something to do.” It was no easy task to leave the air conditioned building. However, the sight of lush grass and a river-like sky had her chest swelling with contentedness. Grace paused, watching a butterfly float in front of her. “How can this all be so beautiful, and so boring?” She verbalized. A delicate hand brushed off the stomach of her uniform. As her head pulled back up, she caught something-- or rather, someone-- out of the corner of her eye. With a smile on her face, she walked over. “Hello. Need any help over here?”













