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He resigns in the most spectacular fashion. The pile of papers float behind him as he moves from office to office, sticking paper to the windows. Nobody is quite sure what’s going on but they can’t pull the random papers off the windows. It’s not until Picquery returns from an important meeting that she sees the building from the outside. The windows spell out:
I QUIT.
P. GRAVES.
P.S.FUC
The “K” is half assembled and Picquery rushes in to stop the message being completed. However her office - which should be near Percival’s path of resignation decoration tour - is filled with little fluttering origami animals which have been charmed to sweetly sing in song together. The mice squeak, the frogs croak, the cranes bugle, the cats meow while the dogs bark.
“I quit. I quit.
This is it.
There’s too much paper in the queue,
So fuck you.”
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He resigns in the most spectacular fashion. The pile of papers float behind him as he moves from office to office, sticking paper to the windows. Nobody is quite sure what’s going on but they can’t pull the random papers off the windows. It’s not until Picquery returns from an important meeting that she sees the building from the outside. The windows spell out:
I QUIT.
P. GRAVES.
P.S.FUC
The “K” is half assembled and Picquery rushes in to stop the message being completed. However her office - which should be near Percival’s path of resignation decoration tour - is filled with little fluttering origami animals which have been charmed to sweetly sing in song together. The mice squeak, the frogs croak, the cranes bugle, the cats meow while the dogs bark.
“I quit. I quit.
This is it.
There’s too much paper in the queue,
So fuck you.”
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