DownThePathOfRain

“Vacation… Wait, VACATION?!” You screeched. “Gimme that shit!”   Hastily, you reached out to your subordinate and friend Coby’s hands and snatched the piece of parchment to stare down the neatly inscribed letters of black ink. Scanning your eyes over it, you quickly and quietly mouthed the words as they went by you, making sure you understood every last drop of ink on that page. Then, you looked up at Coby, then back to the page, then back at Coby, the page, and Coby. You reached out at took his glasses off his head and put them on yourself, just to push them up and look like you needed some extra strength