Secondo was stuck in his little office doing paperwork. Reading and signing reports, and overseeing the procedures, and checking expenses on that bulky computer he had in front of him while he typed o...

∼🏶∼ The clock ticked in the embalmer’s office. It sounded loud in the silence, along with the soft sighs coming from her. An office so quiet, yet so full of what she was into. Her little corner of h...