January 27th
Ross sits in his room Alone allot.
Its not because he's antisocial its because he's anti-stupid...
He had to deal with the crazy people today...the prisoners that had gone completely off their rockers insane.
Some people did get better because of therapy and drugs but some needed to be put out of there misery, they were just taking up space anyway.
It was time to just sit back and watch some fucking TV for the first time in a week... Being the boss is tiring but it has its benefits.
All of the sudden his phone rings- Its tamara...great..
He swiped the screen and put the phone to his ear " yes tam what is it?"
" sir you remember that representative we sent to the red control HQ?"
He rolled his eyes" yes what about it?"
" they responded "
Ross shot up in his bed"excuse me???!!"
" sir they responded!,ill send you the details via holotext " she hung up and shortly after the small holoprojectors turned on.
Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH he touched the screen and read all the dates and times.oh shit...
" sir we your request is rather impressive we would like to scedual an interview on January 30th 2027."
Written in perfect order on the screen.
That's so soon! Would he be ready oh goodness the council wants to see him!!
Preparations must be made.
// FUCKING hell this is just to post shit//
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the storm of red ,and crimson... (DISCONTINUED)
أدب الهواةTord red empire Todd's crimson armada Ross's storm army A war against their own humanity: who will win who will be friend and who will be foe in the very end. Read @kippfics story winning the world and you if you want to understand some of this I'...
