Colonel Roy Mustang took a sip of coffee as he watched the scowling young man in red coat stomp through the snow covering his front walk. He hadn’t bothered to shovel it, figuring he’d just step outside later and melt it away. He heard the metal mail slot flap creak open and paper hastily shoved inside.
“Mail for you, Colonel Lazy-ass, special
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Thank you so much! <3
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