Jane’s political career was in complete and utter turmoil.

The oval office was a

buzzing hive

of noise as phones rang without end. Her secretary had long since quit, there were a number of Troll students running about the halls as their tour guide failed to show up to work, and worst of all she hadn’t even had the time to put

Karkat

:

OKAY HOLD ON, SLOW THE

*

FUCK

*

DOWN BECAUSE THIS CAR-COLLISION OF WHAT YOU’RE SAYING TO ME OBVIOUSLY ISN’T GOING TO GET ANY EASIER BY YOU TRIPPING OVER YOUR FUCKING PITIFUL WORDS EVEN MORE.