MisukiNinja

Dear Bookman, After recent consideration of the forty so lives I've experienced, I've realized being a bookman may not be for- The red head teenager grabbed the paper angrily, and without a second thought, smashed it in between his hands. He cast it down, next to the other dozen crumpled paper balls laying uselessly on the floor. "What is this?" Two steps followed the voice, and the short man leaned down to retrieve the rejected paper. "Are you going to explain to me what this is, Zu?" "It's what it looks like. Failed letters of resignation." The teenager kicked back his feet onto the desk, narrowly avoiding the burning candle. "Stop call