The Devil's Luck

Yn's POV:

Visiting us, is the geezer duo, J.J, and Barnaby.

Yn: So where were you two during the "Uhh-pocalypse"?

Cindy: What?

Oh, come on...

Yn: Everyone was like zombies, but went "Uhhh...". Did you really not get it?

Cindy: It's not that I didn't get it, it's that I can't believe you made such a lame pun.

Well, fuck you too. By the way, the white hair makes you look old.

Yn; Whatever. Where were you geezers?

J.J: Not important.

Barnaby: I locked us in a bunker.

J.J: Barnaby, shut up.

Mia: Why did you do that?

Barnaby: Zombies...

J.J: He thought the apocalypse came.

Barnaby: The bunker belongs to you.

The girls stared at them with a blank expression while I think more about this bunker they hid in

Perhaps it could be useful... Or useless... Who knows?

(Opening theme)

There's something I'm curious about... Linda is the secretary of the council.

What does that mean, exactly?

Is she an actual secretary? Like... Gets coffee, forwards call to the President, schedules appointments?

Or did she just draw the short straw and got called that? Is there some kind of Demi-racism going on?

These are the questions that plague me when I'm bored.

So, in a ploy to get close to her, I walk up to her and ask.

Yn: Linda?

Linda:?

Yn: I need to kn..... What is it that you do as "The secretary"?

Linda: Do you want me to show you?

Yn:(nods)

Linda: A quick explanation of what I do would be...

Linda: I prepare the documents that need signing by the others. Practically, I'm also the treasurer...

Linda: Other things I do consist of research, ordering of supplies, sending of message, es, and other documents.

She then went on...on...and on... And- holy shit, the better question is what do the other two lazy bitches do?

Do they just rub one out while Linda doesn't have the time to?

Yn: That's a lot of work...

I did not have anything better to do, but this also could help me.

Yn: Let me help.

Linda: You don't have to.

Yn: I know, but I want to.

She lightly smiles as she brushes some hair away from her face. Cute, but I feel nothing.

Linda:(smiles) You could go grab me a stack of documents printing in the teacher's lounge.

Yn: Sure thing.