After discussing war plans for hours, Rocky finally decided that he needed a break when the veins in his forehead began to pulsate and pain.
"My head hurts.." he murmured softly, before taking a scan of the room, as he realized that everyone was feeling as tired as him, if not more.
Karna had all the buttons of his shirt undone as he sat like a gangster while nibbling on a pen cap.
Neatwit, having never bothered to put a shirt on, was doing a headstand, as he read a paper while being inverted.
Buhara snored on the floor while using heaps of papers as a blanket.
While Erin also looked disheveled and tired as he seemed to be on the verge of falling asleep.
*Creek*
With a gentle push, Amelia opened the door to the cabin, walking in with a fresh round of coffee for everyone, when looking at the state of the inhabitants inside she wondered as to what the hell was going on in there?
