[ ~ Welp... All good things must come to an end, it was an honor to be here since 2021 on my main account (which, most of it is deleted since my account got locked and erased almost everything), back when I was an SGT account. I'm moving away to RP Twitter however, I should fully
A sigh escaped the Head of Communications. Well- one of 'em, atleast.
"And Right Hand Man wonders why I spend most of my time doing stuff other than stare at an unmoving screen..."
Usually doodling...
"Remember to stretch the legs. Otherwise they'll cramp up again."
"Anything new come up?"
He's wheeling a chair over to sit down.
"Something out of the ordinary, maybe?"
He honestly doubted it, but hey! Maybe some intruder or something incredible came up that could put a spin on this lazy day!
Maybe Garfield is finally real!
Cocking his head to the side as he walked into communications. Noticing @HeadOfTheComms.
Was there simply two of him, now?
Well, he's tired and two of him seems more like everyone else's problem.
"Hey."
Sipping from the mug of coffee in his hand and tipping his hat politely.
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"Without me this place would fall apart. Next time you get shot we won't help you then.
It is none of your business to know that i spent my childhood reading college textbooks and had no television. Fuck you."
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