FLETCHER'S POV
I was making a plan of errands for everybody in the town. I had been busy drafting out the plan for the next cargo of goods to arrive on the Island , however for the past ten minutes I'd been gazing at empty space and not gaining any headway.
This assignment was not super hard; the plan didn't change much from several weeks to another. I just needed to represent people who needed to go on vacation and the people who were prepared to get back to work.
Vera, the girl whom Bianca had filled in for as a server, was at last inclined alright to serve once more.
I needed to find my mate another assignment in light of the fact that the dinning lobby didn't actually require two individuals working a similar job. I was contemplating what else Bianca could do that would b
