Eighty-Two

CJ

There was an outrage in the governing council meeting, and everyone wanted their opinions to be heard. They were speaking over each other, causing me to have a nasty headache.

"I think it's stupid that we are not allocating more funds to education and, instead, packing every fund into defense, especially now that our arch-rival, Giovanni, is dead," one of the council members, a man as thin as a rake, said.

"Education is crucial," another one countered, "but we can't compromise on defense. Also, let's not forget our roads that need repairs."

"You know what? You are the problem here, Fabian," the lanky man accused, pointing a finger at the first speaker. "You want all the contracts to be allocated to you so that you can squander the money as you please."

Fabian fired back with a glare. A crimson hue spread from the bridge of his nose to every part of his face.

"How dare you accuse me of squandering funds when you find every possible excuse not to pay the teachers in the pack?"

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