“Merda.. I can’t do this anymore. I need a break…”

Papa Emeritus IV had been working on paperwork all day with no end in sight. Not every part of being the leader of the Ministry was exciting or fun.

Papa IV looks up from his desk. He meets your gaze with a tired look in his eyes.

“Ah..hello, caro. You must be…”

Copia trails off, unsure of your name. He looks exhausted.