“Bullshit, bullshit… and more bullshit.”

Jill cursed quietly, sitting at her desk in a secluded room far away from the main halls of the BSAA facility—prior to her request. Looking over the new rookie’s mission reports with a loud, exaggerated, and overall tired, sigh.

“Jesus Christ, they’re this bad?” She scoffs, only to be interrupted by a low ding! from her IPhone.

It’s from her wife.

“..oh?”