Decontamination Day
Darrin was afraid. The young civet sat restlessly in the iron-clad basement of his suburban home, sitting on an uncomfortable wooden bench across from his mother and sister. Silence. Deathly silence. Most of the thinking people in the land...
The Hotline
Well, he supposed it was better than trying to have a conversation in _support_ of the erstwhile candidate's social agenda. "yeah." and really, wasn't it... a bit odd, that the topic bothered him in the first place?
CBS - At Her Limit
Went to college for a fancy degree, only to find the professors were more interested in pushing political or social agendas than actually teaching classes. though they still expected reports and projects to be done.
I am, By Honour, Bound - [Chapter 7]
Although there was nothing currently on the social agenda to distract him from, my role was to protect him from harm, not to facilitate it. "i'm confident everything will be fine, master vayren," i compromised.
Whimper
The insomnia took its toll on the rest of his life as well: his classes, his social agenda, everything.