A/N: A pointless drabble I wrote after UNINTENTIONALLY making my 2-meter-tall bookshelf fall.
Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara! or any of it's awesome characters.(Though I wish I did.)
"What are you doing?"
Namie glared at Izaya as he stood on his chair, leaning on the bookshelf.
"Huh?" The informant turned to her, "Isn't it obvious? I'm retrieving documents," he said matter-of-factly.
"Isn't that my job?"
The man smirked,"It is, that's why I'm docking your pay this month." he grabbed hold a huge pile of files on the top shelf, his chair slightly shifting to the left.
Namie sighed. That's how he is, that Orihara Izaya, cumbersome, irresponsible, annoying...
The chair suddenly dropped sideways, making the informant fall face flat on the wooden floor along with huge folders of documents toppling onto his head.
... And stupid.
A/N: Soooooo, what do you think? I know it's short, but I'll try to write more next time!
Anyways be a nice reader and REVIEW! XD