libxrtatis ( x )

     “ The desk. I didn’t like the look of that lock. “

     She can’t help but smirk a little, even if the rest of her face betrays
another feeling; did I do good? Spurred on by the assumption the
answer to that was YES, she rushed back to the desk and knelt behind
it. The drawer in question was pried open slightly, but this time when she
went to open it further, she put her full weight into breaking the front
off to get inside properly.