10. 300 word drabble
"I've had enough of this!" Toshiro stormed, looking at the mess his vice-captain had made once again, with her wild partying ways and drinking like a fish. Surely it was bad enough that she did this outside of work, but did she have to bring her affairs and vices into work as well?
Surveying the mess she had left from last night— half empty sake bottles and food all over the place, not to mention several… strange items of clothing strewn all over the floor, mostly undergarments in particular. Toshiro groaned as he picked up a brightly coloured piece of lingerie rather awkwardly and tossed it in the dustbin.
He then began the task of tidying up the entire room, throwing away the empty bottles and such.
"I'm really going to do it this time." he muttered under his breath. "I'll fill out the transfer forms for real this time, and then I'm going to seal them tightly in an envelope so I can't change my mind, and then I'm going to send it to the 1st division by today. I can't be always picking up the pieces of her parties— I have paperwork to do!"
He tidied up and muttered to himself in this way, repeating the fact that he was going to send the transfer forms to himself like a mantra, over and over again so that he wouldn't forget. But then he couldn't help himself from remembering all the things he liked about her. And that he would miss. And really, who knew his favourite flavour of amanatto like Matsumoto did? Not Ise-fukutaicho, for sure.
"Send the 1st division what, Captain?" a familiar voice said. Toshiro straightened, and said: "Nothing. Now please tidy up this mess at once, Matsumoto." and with that, he stalked out.
[ 300 words exactly ]