I'll Pencil You In (open)

Kem had never seen any reason to take more space in the archives for himself aside from one of the simple workstations in the public area. Since taking on double duty, however, that had changed and he had moved himself into the single, vacant office in the archives which afforded him a little more room and some privacy from too-curious eyes.

Unlocking and entering the office, he realized with dismay that it was cluttered. He hated clutter. His desk space was almost always sparkling clean, neat, organized, and perfectly arranged. Now the desk was piled with papers, files, folders, reports, loan requests, clan business and archive business all in heaps overflowing onto the floor.

He grimaced and put his laptop bag down in the corner. Before getting to work, he would clean his desk. It was technically his night off... he was allowed to spend some of it cleaning.

With a sigh, he picked up the hated planner on his desk. It used to be empty; he'd hated using it. Now it was full of his meticulous handwriting. He'd had to start using it, to keep up with everything. Meetings, emails, things to arrange... it was all there to add additional stress to his evening. Yay.

The evening had started out oddly, with their little visit to Reign and Bastian's, and apparently it was not quickly going to get better. Certainly not so by staring at this mes and whining about it in his inner monologue. With a yawn and a stretch, Kem got to work on organizing everything.