Shortest chapter ever!! Yay!!!
Disclaimer: I still don't own.
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Stryke grumbled under her breath as she stalked through the corridors of Central H.Q. , her aim being Roy Mustang's office.
Her hand was clenched around a thick envelope that she held in an almost vice like grip.
Upon arriving at Mustang's office, Stryke rapped loudly on the door, not bothering to wait for a reply.
Stryke caught Mustang while he was catnapping on top of a giant stack of paperwork.
"Lazy…" she muttered as she tossed the letter onto the desk near Mustang's head.
Walking out of the office, Stryke shut the door behind her with a snap.
She still needed to go home and feed Rory.
Glancing both to her right and left , Stryke opted for the corridor to her right, following it all the way out of Central H.Q. and into the bright sunshine of the mid-day sun.
Yawning, Stryke pushed her bangs out of her face as she gazed out onto the busy streets of Central.
She still had to feed Rory….crap.