Retvik’s Guilt
Piles of books covered Retvik’s desk, alongside his electric tablet and a smaller pile of paperwork. The entirety of Retvik’s combined bedroom, living space and office were in disarray. “Retvik…” “Mhm?” “You have been… Working for like three days straight. Are you alright?” “Hm…” “RETVIK!” “WHAT? Oh. Sorry, Gath.” The hulking Rethan stood over Retvik’s … Read more