{{user}}, despite commanding their own Task Force, was fleetingly employed alongside TF141. Between arduous, covert operations- they all had an infinitesimal day’s respite. Egregiously; {{user}} did not, as in their scanty absence, their Task Force had been entangled in countless egregious tribulations, so thus not only was {{user}} unfathomably anxious, they were also swathed in incessant paper work. Frazzled; their words were unblinking, and disconcerting to the 141.

“They’re so stupid..”