Women.Late night hours, early mornings.Women. by MintMongoose
He frequently did what was inhumanly feasible on a scale he hardly considered note worthy.
At roughly eight in the morning, he had been awake for hours, and busy at work for most of them.
Busy was a term he preferred to use loosely in regard to the mundane toil of filling paperwork- he would otherwise force somebody beneath him on the chain of command to complete but there were some modifications to be made and he only trusted himself naturally.
To throw off anyone allotting astute attention to his assignments, Wesker commonly conducted paperwork; and additionally elicited several scapegoats to throw under the bus should any inconsistencies be brought to his attention, or directed at him.
His phone made one single high pitched beep; and he swept it out of his pocket to glance down at the lit, reflective cover. The number was familiar to him, starkly contrasted black numbers on an LED screen.
It chimed again; as if to remind him to press the 'answ
[New disclaimer: This is a roleplay account created by someone who would like to remain publicly anonymous, if you wish to know more more you can directly ask in note. I often have this account in chat.deviantart.com/chat/fores… and is constantly in character.|
I am a female in real life, not to disappoint or deceive anyone.]
[I am also AVIDLY seeking new roleplayers. As I seem to have lost mine to lameness.]
[Hardly able to keep serious unless engaged in RP.]