âAh,Kotomine.â Dark circles round his eyes. Kiritsugu places a hand atop his coworkerâs desk, leaning his weight against his wrist and yawning audibly. âFrom the Boss.â This displeasure creasing his features is obvious as he tosses the manila envelope into Kotomineâs lap (god forbid he add a crease to those meticulously-ironed trousers). âImportant paperwork. Said it needs to be done soon.âÂ
Kirei Kotomine was an odd man, there was not a doubt in his mind ⌠In fact, the faster he could return to his own cubicle, the better.  // @undercookedmapo
- He almost jumped back at the sudden envelope on his lap, but quickly collected himself... He didnât want to say it, but... Out of all his coworkers, despite never really paying much mind to them unless spoken to, Emiya Kiristugu was... His least favorite. Was he tired? Maybe Kirei was reading him wrong. but it would certainly explain why he always acted so... Rude? He supposed. He wasnât sure.. Maybe this was just this one time and he was over exaggerating the situation, but. Kirei couldâve dropped something. â...Alright.â He muttered as he briefly looked at the envelope...Â
- It didnât look thick, but he may have to stay over time to finish it... He canât really blame Emiya for this, but,, would it kill him to say hi-?. No, thatâs unfair of him to say. â...How has your day been, by the way?â It wouldnât really keep the conversation going for long and, maybe this was petty of him... But, he just... He wasnât even sure? Maybe he wanted to rip off those dark circles right off his face and feed them to him, Kirei didnât want to be here either why did he have to act like such a b-. He was annoyed by how much Emiya wanted to leave and just wanted a little payback. Thatâs all.
