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 Warning: some cussing! Chapter 1: The Adventures of an Overworked Journalist For [Name], there were things more important than French Food Friday. Editing Alfred F. Jone's article on extraterrestrials was, unfortunately, one of them. When Arthur Kirkland headed back to the newsroom after a hurried dinner, he was not expecting to see the lights still on. For a moment, he thought that perhaps a new member of the club had forgotten to switch off the lights after leaving the room. However, as he approached the room, the increasingly audible sound of fingers rapping against the keyboard nullified that notion. He didn’t even have to pe

     It was now April by now. Everything had gone smoothly for a long while now. Sure there was the mishaps between Abel and Matthias but the two would find a somewhat common ground. That, or Isabella would plead with Abel to calm down. This however made Matthias a bit too cocky when he was in the store. Letting things drop in front of Abel making him pick it up. Which he usually got scolded for by you. It was just another day at work, it was cloudy outside and it would drizzle from time to time but otherwise you were alright with the weather. You weren't working in it after all. Ding~ The bell went off signalling that another customer had

 Warning: some cussing! Chapter 1: The Adventures of an Overworked Journalist For [Name], there were things more important than French Food Friday. Editing Alfred F. Jone's article on extraterrestrials was, unfortunately, one of them. When Arthur Kirkland headed back to the newsroom after a hurried dinner, he was not expecting to see the lights still on. For a moment, he thought that perhaps a new member of the club had forgotten to switch off the lights after leaving the room. However, as he approached the room, the increasingly audible sound of fingers rapping against the keyboard nullified that notion. He didn’t even have to pe