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June 26th, 1916
14:21
Disposition- Calm enough to worry
Dear Diary,
I don't know whether to kiss Havoc or kill him. For his sake, neither.
Wait, why am I worried about Havoc? His stupid bet may lead me to a spiralling pit of downfall to hell, or worse, spending an eternity listening to Hughes talk about his daughter and how I need to get married. Although that wouldn't be so bad…
Ah! EVEN IN THE AFTERLIFE HUGHES IS MAKING MY LIFE HIS TO CONTROL! STUPID MARRIED IDIOT!
Anyway, back to my life, which is the only subject I'm really interested in. Things are going normally, which is scaring me quite a lot. Falman and Breda have been playing a TON of chess, since there's been, like, no work lately. Of course, Falman's been doing a lot of losing, too. Fuery is…crap, where is that kid? He may have gotten buried in piles of my paperwork (cue evil laugh)!
This is where my lovely Riza would yell at me and tell me that paperwork is my responsibility, not Fuery's, and Fuery has enough to take care of in the communications department…eh, whatever.
I presume Havoc's trying his best to get me to grow a moustache, especially after our earlier conversation. Oh, yeah, I didn't tell you about that, did I? Here goes!
Havoc (strutting in to MY office to take a sip of MY coffee and sit in one of MY chairs)- Hey, man. I'm working on the date, don't worry. Then your moustache will be mine, all mine!
This was followed by a bone-chilling laugh that made me want to curl up in the fetal position and cry uncontrollably. However, I sucked it up liked a man should. I think he's cracked from being dumped too often.
Havoc- I don't see why you like her so much.
Me (annoyed)- What's not to love?
Havoc- Huh? She's horrible to almost everyone, including you!
Me- No she's not!
Havoc- You're oblivious, man. They don't call her the Ice Queen for nothing.
Me- Who calls her the Ice Queen!
Havoc- Pretty much everyone in the army. C'mon, you had to know that.
Me (spluttering)- Of course I did!
Havoc (winking)- Sure. I gotta go, I just stopped in for a chat.
Then he left, leaving me to resist the urge to snap my fingers. Who calls Riza the Ice Queen! I'll roast them alive! I'll burn them to a crisp! I'll crack their brains open! I'll break off their feet and stick them on their head! I-
Shit, I sound like Ed. Calm down.
Seriously, though, why does it feel like I'm missing something?
With very manly love,
Brigadier General Roy Mustang
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