Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33528506-20180827020837/@comment-33672197-20180905211246

"Shut the fuck up, Sully..." Zach said in an oddly calm and monotone voice, while pushing himself off from the ground. Once standing, he looked across the office, particularly at the desk which now had most of the stuff on it shoved off and on the floor. He walked towards it, occasionally stumbling with a step or two, crouched down and picked up the shredded chair. ''"Damn. I hope they aren't expecting me to pay for property damages..." ''