Justice

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Someone knocked on the door to Jerry's office,

His office was a mess, paperwork scattered all over the floor and on the desk, coffee mugs all around the room along with energy drinks,

overall the atmosphere of the place was gloomy and depressing.

"Come in," He muttered, rubbing his face with his hands, trying to fight the grasp of tiredness.

The door slowly opened, and the figure that entered leaned on the door with their arms crossed,

"Seems like the new promotion had torn you down to ruin," 

"Not paying you much more for it either, from what I can see,"

Jerry sighed, looking at the figure, his eyes tired and bags beginning to form from the lack of sleep.

"What are you doing here, Ken?"

Jerry asked, turning back to his papers to continue his work.

Ken leaned off the door and walked further into the office,

"I need your help with something,"