C20 Just Leave Me Alone

was typing a document when three soft knocks came on the door.

“Yes, come in.” I replied, and the door opened.

It was Oaklyn. She had a navvy blue, A-line shirt and a white elbow-sleeved shirt on with her hair packed in a low ponytail.

She walked up to me, placing a load of file on my desk. “Go through this, ma. And I also want to remind you about the meeting at 11:00 a.m