Chương 369: Sticky Fingers

Now, I am not saying that I picked this mug for a specific reason, and I am not saying I didn't. But the extra-large travel mug with a demon coming out of the fiery pit of Hell saying, 'Touch my coffee, and I will drink it from your skull,' was pretty appropriate.

Especially since the energy boost that Perky had given me also seemed to have left with her. I was now tired and done with the day. And I had just gotten up.

"Good morning," said the commander as he walked inside my RV. "I see everyone is up," he continued, looking straight at me. Yeah, the man had a death wish, one that I was more than happy to indulge.

"Good morning, Commander," smiled Liu Wei as I took a sip from my mug. This is why I let him be in charge for the day. Look at how good he was pretending that he didn't want to rip the man's spine out. Or maybe I was just projecting my feelings onto him.

I guess we will never know.