"They dragged me!" Havoc raked his fingers through his hair, scarcely keeping his claws hidden. "We got all the way to paperwork! They had the pen in their hand!"

Havoc slammed the door shut behind him and sagged against it.

"That's it. I'm ruined. I'm going under! If I can't sell a van with a carpet in the back to some manbun new-age hippydippy so-and-so what good am I!? I can't go back to the paper plant, I'll throw myself in the shredder first!"