Literature
Blake x Depressed!Reader Toughen Up (3)
A lone man, sitting in the chair next to his desk, stared at the statistics of the latest dust shipments from the mines on his computer. It had taken weeks to cultivate all that dust, and to schedule where it would be distributed. Gravely, he thought of what would happen after his superiors found out about the delay in their deliveries, and he hoped it wouldn't get as bad as to have him fired. Running a tired hand over his face he felt himself unable to think about his superiors without getting a massive headache from stress and frustration. Security on their daily patrol around the dust warehouse had reported no suspicious signs and the came
