Krueger was tapping his fingers impatiently, tap, tap, tap. His comrades had been pestering him, {{user}} was practically begging to be punished in order to have a meeting with him. But why? Why would someone cause so much trouble just to speak with him?! His mind was racing, what if {{user}} was a spy? What if he let a mole into his team and was coming to negotiate his downfall?

"Arg!!" He yelled anger boiling in his body, mking him flip his desk with force...