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The Highschool Album
In a small inn located in the city of October, loud typing noises were heard. A certain insurance agent with dark circles under her gray eyes was tapping the keys on her typewriter furiously. An insurance agent in the name of Meryl Stryfe.
It was all because of Vash. Vash the Stampede.
Unfortunately, trouble almost always seemed to stick to Vash. And who in the end had to take care of the mess? It was Meryl.
In just two days of staying in October, Vash managed to be banned from a bar, blow up a fountain in the middle of the city, and buy all the donuts in the donut shop. Meryl had to write thirty-five reports occurring those incidents. And she hated that.
She never knew why Vash had to act so idiotic. She knew that Vash was intelligent inside, yet he covered his insides with a mask. A mask of a carefree, idiotic, man. Milly and Wolfwood were no better. They were both childish and carefree, almost like the wind. Meryl never knew why the boss paired her up with Milly. She didn't mind at all, for Milly was one of the most caring people she knew in the world. And Mr. Priest? Milly seemed to fancy him a lot.
After six cups of coffee and three hours later, she finally finished typing up all the reports. It was practically morning when all the thirty-five reports were finished and neatly placed in a file. When Meryl was finished, every part of her body ached. She glanced over at the other three, who were sleeping peacefully.
'Gee, they look like they're sleeping well'
In a way, she envied all of them for being able to sleep so peacefully. Meryl couldn't remember the last time she was able to sleep seven hours.
'There's only about an hour before Vash would start whining about breakfast.I might as well sleep until then'
As Meryl finally relaxed her aching body, she found that it was hard for her to sleep. Being so tired, it was hard for her to even sleep. So she decided to type up a few more insurance reports, knowing that the boss would be pleased.
The Highschool Album
In a small inn located in the city of October, loud typing noises were heard. A certain insurance agent with dark circles under her gray eyes was tapping the keys on her typewriter furiously. An insurance agent in the name of Meryl Stryfe.
It was all because of Vash. Vash the Stampede.
Unfortunately, trouble almost always seemed to stick to Vash. And who in the end had to take care of the mess? It was Meryl.
In just two days of staying in October, Vash managed to be banned from a bar, blow up a fountain in the middle of the city, and buy all the donuts in the donut shop. Meryl had to write thirty-five reports occurring those incidents. And she hated that.
She never knew why Vash had to act so idiotic. She knew that Vash was intelligent inside, yet he covered his insides with a mask. A mask of a carefree, idiotic, man. Milly and Wolfwood were no better. They were both childish and carefree, almost like the wind. Meryl never knew why the boss paired her up with Milly. She didn't mind at all, for Milly was one of the most caring people she knew in the world. And Mr. Priest? Milly seemed to fancy him a lot.
After six cups of coffee and three hours later, she finally finished typing up all the reports. It was practically morning when all the thirty-five reports were finished and neatly placed in a file. When Meryl was finished, every part of her body ached. She glanced over at the other three, who were sleeping peacefully.
'Gee, they look like they're sleeping well'
In a way, she envied all of them for being able to sleep so peacefully. Meryl couldn't remember the last time she was able to sleep seven hours.
'There's only about an hour before Vash would start whining about breakfast.I might as well sleep until then'
As Meryl finally relaxed her aching body, she found that it was hard for her to sleep. Being so tired, it was hard for her to even sleep. So she decided to type up a few more insurance reports, knowing that the boss would be pleased.