Illustration for Filed, from the adult visual novel The Countersign

The schedule does not say a number for what I did. It says the clerks may file anything they observe, and by ten past nine there are four notebooks open in four windows.

RabCountersign it.

TamsinIt is about me. You cannot file on me without me.

RabThen sign it, and I will sign yours, and neither of us gets to be the one who decided.

I sign it against the wall with a pen that does not work and he has to breathe on it.

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