Jake walked into his office, feeling rather tired. He hadn't gotten much sleep last night. Sighing, he sat down in his chair and started on his paperwork. Always more paperwork! there was never anything to do at this job.

--Time Lapse--

Straightening out the last few papers in his stack, Jake noticed the heading on one read Assistance Request. Reading further, he gathered that a residence nearby had a nasty infestation of doxies. Terrible little creatures, he thought. He sighed once more and left to go take care of the problem, tiredly running his fingers through his wavy black hair.