The gritty, newly instated, Department Head strode into his dark office after meeting with someone briefly in the atrium. He was transitioning just fine, living conditions were just so much better here than they were in Africa.
Ah, a new memo was on his desk. The Africa sat down in his huge chair and read over it quickly. So he needed to talk to Mayes, was it? He didn’t even know what his Division Head’s looked like yet, and he probably wasn’t going to make an effort before meeting them anyways. Hakuna Matata, eh?
He coughed briskly into his robe sleeve and whipped out a piece of parchment. He began to write the letter in Swahili, but he soon realized he was in Britain now. Tetrus gave a wheezy laugh and wiped it clean. After finished the note in English, he tapped it once with his wand and watched it soar to it’s destination.
He leaned back in his chair significantly and stroked his goatee, he was going to enjoy this power. Immensely.
__________________ Stalkee loves Stalker most, ALWAYS. Never forget <3
Pardnuhs for life! <333
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