#MicroPrompt: Paperwork
The Measurement Problem
The paperwork dragged on. The time crept past my nominal end of shift. Last thing was a trip to the armoury for a replacement firearm. The powers that be get nervous about us wandering around unarmed.
It was late when I got home. Reheated lasagne, a glass of the Linlithgow, then bed, and dreams of crumbling tower blocks screaming their agony as blue flames flecked with yellow seared the flesh from their bones.