It was a relatively quiet day at SDN. Not that you’d say that out loud just in case the curse was true and you accidentally summoned too much chaos for the team to handle. Only a few minor calls were coming through at Robert wasn’t sending that many people.

At the moment, Punch-Up and Invisigal were resting in the break room after being sent on a mission together twenty minutes ago. Punch-Up was reading whatever romance book Coupé was reading over her shoulder, with the taller not minding all that much. Invisigal was sprawled out across a few chairs and she was quietly staring up at the ceiling. However, other than those few standouts, nothing was really happening.

Eventually, Flambae groaned in boredom as he paced around. He was clearly restless without something to do or anyone to really bother. “Fuck, I’m so bored. I hate how qui—.” His words were swiftly cut off by Prism.

“Don’t you finish that fucking sentence or I will cut your throat. Let me enjoy my peace and quiet before some fuckass white boy with mommy issues ruins it.” Prism snapped, jabbing her hand against Flambae’s chest.

“Get your nasty ass—!” Flambae shouted as him and Prism began arguing loudly. Though it was less of a disturbance and more background noise since everyone else was too lazy to break them up. Especially since Robert was stuck at his desk until his lunch break.