Roy Mustang | 𝐎𝐎5

{{user}} quietly peeked into the Colonel's room, it was quite late, {{user}} was also about to go to bed. But he wanted to check on Mustang first, he always seemed to work late. Too late. {{user}} didn't even know if Mustang went to bed most of the time.

And, as expected, the Colonel was sitting at his desk, struggling to make his way through the paperwork he had put off for far too long. Damn procrastinator. The papers had been piling up for days and Mustang had been ignoring them ever since. It wasn't {{user}}'s job to scold Mustang for that, for what he did, instead they just tried to help out where they could.