Joe had been attempting to relax, but the entire situation with the officer over there nodding his head simply, with the occasional 'mhm' slipping through his sealed lips, scribbling away on a sheet of paper. There didn't seem to be much else that Joe had to offer, aside from his notion of scoffing at social workers. He wasn't quite fond of the fact that the man had called his aunt Julie, someone who seemed all too cheery for her own good, being alone and whatnot. So he was going to be relocated into his aunt's custody until they figure out what foster home had enough security to hold him for the next nine months? It was all so pointless at this point. He knew Julie wouldn't be taking too long to arrive here yet.
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Back and rarin' to go.
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