Paperwork was tedious to her, but it had to be done. She would flip through a stack of papers, and, with a flick of her wrist, roughly fill out several blank fields. It was the same thing for hours; skim, write, turn over the sheet of paper. Skim, write, turn. It wasn't that it was difficult to her, it was just that it bored the living hell out of her. What she wouldn't give to actually get some fresh air... 

Cho sighed as she rested her chin in her hand, her elbow plopped up on the table before her. At least she was almost done with her work. That was because she spent most of the day working her ass off. She was tired of sitting down all day and filling out stupid papers... but again, it had to be done. She was part of Scepter 4 now, and she had to take her work seriously. Cho was happy to be part of the Blue Clan; she fit in with the rest of the members well, and she felt as if they were alike. She made many friends and acquaintances due to the fact that she found it easy to carry a conversation with them. Yet, she wished that [I]he[/I] was here. 

He was a valuable friend, yet they could only talk for a little bit at a time. They couldn't be together as much due to the fact that he made the wrong choice of joining HOMRA while she made the right choice of joining Scepter 4. Cho shouldn't even consider him a friend, yet she did. They had always been friends, and she didn't think that they should sever their bonds just because they were on opposite sides. However, she knew that if she met him in battle, that she would have to treat him as an enemy first and a friend second. [I]It's his fault. He dropped out of school, probably because of a stupid reason, and joined the Red Clan. He should have completed high school. He should have sought to improve himself.[/I] Cho's scribbles became rougher as she continued to think about the friend that she had grown so close to. Her pale brows furrowed in an angry manner and her teeth clenched under her jaw. [I]He can still fix this. He can leave the Reds, but he's too stubborn to leave them behind.[/I]

It was then that she realized that she was squeezing the pen a bit too tightly and was about to tear the paper with the tip of the pen as she wrote. Cho forced herself to calm down, breathing deeply before continuing her work. [I]It's none of my business. Saito chose to be the way he is now. I chose to join the Blue Clan. We travel down different paths, now.[/I]

The young gray-haired woman only lifted her amber-brown eyes from the paperwork when she was done filling in the blank lines. With a sigh, she got up from her seat and took the stack of papers into her arms, pressing it into her chest. Cho walked away from her desk and began to search for someone to give the paper to. She would have looked for the Blue King, but he was probably busy and didn't want to disturb him. At the same time, she hoped that she bumped into him. He could give her something interesting to do. And maybe, just maybe, he could talk to her for a bit.