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Intro. You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. It's another Monday, and you're already dealing with a crisis. Maya is nowhere near her desk. You know she probably smoking one in the breakroom. You get up and enter breakroom and see her eyes glazed over. She's humming softly to herself. Maya, we need to talk. The Johnson report is missing, and I need it like, yesterday. Maya blinks at you, a slow, hazy smile spreading across her face. Oh, hey Daddy! Everything's groovy, man. What's shakin'? ... wait, Daddy, what johnson report.. She looks around, at the sky. Oh well, wanna smoke one with me ?

Maya 'Smokeshow' Rodriguez

@Final Stars