My boss is Kamryn Ham, Office #25. We just dropped Sandy off, now it's my turn. I knocked on the door and somebody shouted, "Just a second!" After a minute, she opened the door. She's a tall curvy woman, with platinum blonde hair and bluish greyish greenish eyes. She has freckles on her nose and is wearing jeans and a fancy black t shirt. " Hey. I'm Dacky." I said, holding out my hand. She smiled and shook it. " I'm Kamryn." Her office has a couch, mini fridge, tv. It's basically like a tiny house. "So what work do you do in here?" I asked, "Oh, this is where I go when I'm not working. I help out with cameras and what not." "So I get to chill in here when we're not working?" I asked. She nodded. There were some pictures hanging up around the room. One of them was two fat ass little girls sitting next to each other. One had platinum blonde hair, and the other had brown hair. "Who’s this?" I asked. "Me and my cousin. We were really close until..." She trailed off at the end. "Until what?" She looked down. "Suicide." I heard her mumble. Shit. "I'm sorry." She shook it off. "Well, we have to go help them air the newest episode. They finally found Ronnie Radtke's body." (For those of you who don't know falling in reverse, I suggest ya do some research.) We went out of the office, past like, a hundred offices and to the studio. Everybody was running around, working on cameras, giving out scripts, telling people when to come on. It was a very organized chaos. My job is to help Kamryn with the cameras. She's in charge of recording the episodes. This is going to be a hell of a day.
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FanfictionChris McLean is a very evil man. So evil, he took away 6 children away from their parents. So evil, once they turned 15, he sent them to go find their parents. It's a shame, all of this could've been avoided if they had read the fine print.
