Call To Everyone | Mid-afternoon | Day 40

[1stguardian]

[This is the voice of a young man who's just slogged through hip-deep snow for a mile wearing clothes that weren't the least bit appropriate for the endeavor. It's also the voice of someone who's incredibly pissed off.]

All right, Riruka. I found your damn note. You spelled my name wrong, you illiterate idiot.

So now what the hell am I supposed to do? Fullbring a shovel?

[There's an unintelligible noise, halfway between irritation and frustration.]

Just cut the shit already. I don't have time for this.