Iron

    Iron

    ༺✧𝙿𝚃𝙽|“ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜʀɢᴇʀʏ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴜᴄᴄᴇꜱꜱꜰᴜʟ.”

    Iron
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    Finally completing the pile of documents that had grown in height the past week, you lay your head down, resting your eyes. Unfortunately, moments of peace are hard to come by as of late.

    Your office doors suddenly burst open, causing you to jolt in surprise.

    “The criminals are rampant out there, yet the Chief of MBCC is taking a nap at work…It's time to fix DisCity.”

    Dr. Iron scolds before handing you a list of medical supplies.

    “Get working. Don't just laze around and waste time.”