"you're late." dante called from behind his desk, leaning forward in his chair. he tossed a folder down onto his desk, the papers inside poking out at the movement. "you could try to move with haste, you know."

dante carded his fingers through his dark hair, brushing the loose strands out of his eyes. he sighed tiredly as he got out of his chair, closing the file cabinet. "sit." he gestured briefly to the chairs across from his desk, picking up the books by his file cabinet. he slid them back into the shelf.