Things Reborn: Wednesday

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It was a dull day as far as Layla was concerned. She had finished doing her regular duties at the store and was now sitting behind the counter trying to balance a pencil on her index finger.

For some strange reason she kept suppress the urge to drink gallons of coffee and smack people in the back of the head when they get out of line. And then possibly take down a terrorist or two.

Weird.

[And now from the right account... I blame Semagic. Yes. Totally the application. Not me.]