
worst part of the job – the lowest ranking agent, she’d drawn the short straw on crowd control once again (somebody had to be planning this.) not that she didn’t like people but crowds had phones && in the twilight she didn’t doubt some had already began drinking. CRUEL, almost, that she couldn’t join them yet. flashing a smile, she resisted the urge to just gesture for the curious bystanders to move along faster. she didn’t need another complaint on her file. “c’mon, nothing to see here. look at your feet not your phones.”
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