[ Hi(gh), Judge! ]

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The room was spinning, the plants that once sat still in the corner danced around in circle's, the lights that lit up the room would change with color.
The judge, Yeo, had eaten some cookies her friend made before entering the court. Yes, the cookies were good. In fact- they were delicious.
Yeo had at least 8 cookies before entering the court for yet another court session, she could still remember the chocolate flavor and the weird after-taste.
  She covered her red eyes and walked over to her seat, knowing that hundreds of people were watching her. And if anyone of them found out she was high, she would be fired.

   - - | She looked down at her gavel, the gavel that once stood silent spoke with such passion. She looked up at the cameras and picked it, her gavel, up.
      Her red eyes we're revealed to anybody watching channel 6, HBO max.
Before she could declare that court was in session, the man in trial, Pickles Sherman, raised his hand. | - -

        "Your honor, before we start this trial, I'd like to know if your alright?your eyes are slightly red." Said Pickles Sherman.
The judge zoned out for a second, slowly putting down her gavel as she looked into space. Her pupils starting expand.

       "Your honor?" Said Pickles Sherman, snapping her out of her gaze into space.
"Oh, yes. I'm good. I just haven't had good sleep...I appreciate your concern's but please, let us continue out with thy trial." Said the judge, confusing the crowd a bit, as her choice of wording was a bit..off.

  - - | the judge hit her gavel against the table, her Loud, annoying voice following after. | - -
"I hear-by declare this trial to be in session" said the judge, closing one eyelid after the other.

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