Whole grumbled to himself as he failed to make a proper haiku, the pencil roughly skating along the paper, making unkempt and unintelligible words along the lines. He groaned, crumpling up the small piece of paper into a ball and messily throwing it into the already-full trashcan next to his desk.

<"..stupid...stupid.. urgghhh!!.!..">

Whole laid his head against the wooden desk, mumbling to no one in particular. Glancing over at the metal bin by his feet, Whole huffed, sitting back up properly and staring at the stack of papers next to him, taunting him.

<"..I. I should take a break.. Probably.. I.. oough...">