Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-26847588-20151014054225/@comment-24930367-20151014072906

There may be some more but my eyes aren't trained for typo spotting (sadly).

And how you made the letters that small anyway.

Lemmy try.

"Commander, we got a...communication..."

"...from who? I don't recall any higher-ups need us to do anything today. It's not from that old lady who asked for vegetables, right?"

"Emm, no, actually, it's more like a call for help from a base, but..."

"...but?"

"I printed it. You wanna see?"

The commander extended his hand to get the printed paper. He read it for a while, while casually rubbing his flower hairpin on his head with his left hand. Scratching the back of his head, he put the paper on the table.

"...this is nuts. He dug his own grave by saying that out loud in the hallway. What the hell, they beat his fiance?"

The secretary just turned her gaze to the ceiling.

"What do you think, should we?"

"We shouldn't. He dug his own grave anyway."

"True...but I feel bad for him, though, a fellow commander getting assaulted, ha ha..."

The secretary stared intently on her commander, who, after noticing it, stared back at her.

"C'mon, where did you get the idea that I will do the same?"

"Nah, just my hunch. Now if you'll excuse me."

The secretary head back towards the door, and giving one last glance to her commander before she disappeared.

"...well, it's not like I know what to do in this situation...you're on your own, fellow commander that I don't even know."

---it ended up long TwT-