You know, it’s so unbelievably hard being the evil counterpart to the swordsman you constantly fight all the time. No one asks how your day goes, or how’s your latest architecture project going, no! No one asks! Not a single person! And to top it all off, my identity was WRONGLY STOLEN! You know what, that’s it, I’m putting in a complaint to my supervisor
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Who the fuck are you???
We are co-workers, Dink. Co-workers who are suffering from the exact same problem: Identity theft
An issue that I feel like we can form a friendship on












