"Oh, yay." Taro said insincerely.
"Paperwork. My favourite."He took the two sheets to a nearby bench with some convenient pens and began filling them in. They mainly asked normal, boring questions, which was boring. His mind wandered as he filled the sheets in. Funnily enough, he didn't need that much proof of identity or anything, which seemed a little slack, but he would probably be interviewed or something. And also judging by the fact that half the force was robots...
As Taro filled in the sheet, he checked the time. He reasoned that he could probably make it to the main enforcer office, back to his apartment and then to his job in time if he ran fast enough, so it would probably be fine? He might be a bit late, but honestly, his boss sucked and he would probably quit soon anyway.
Taro continued writing. As he did, his mind wandered in weird directions.
Why don't these things ask what your favourite colour is or something? Or what you think the meaning of life is? Taro thought.
It'd be a whole lot more interesting that way and it'd feel more personal or something.He suddenly stopped because he was just about to write in his favourite colour for something important. He finished that part off and signed his name, and with that, he was done.
"Alright, thanks." Taro called to the receptionist, pocketing the pen and running out the door.
He should just make it in time to go there and then get back and then get to work, but it he might be late... Taro pulled out his phone and tapped out a quick text to Kanako, who was pretty much his only friend.
To: Kanako the co-worker
Subject: I might be late
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Yeah, I might be late to work today, but I probably won't be. I won't be if I sprint, anyway.
But anyway, if I am late, then tell the boss that I was joining the enforcers and that he's a shitty boss so why would I want to see his face.
Ok, right, I'm joining the enforcers by the way for friendship and money.
With that, he put his phone back in his pocket and sprinted to the main office.
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Some time later, Taro burst through the sliding doors of the enforcer main office, coming to an abrupt stop in front of the reception desk.
"Ugh. Hi." Taro said, panting.
The receptionist was kind of looking at him funny so he pulled out his paperwork and put it on the table.
"I'd like to join the enforcers please." Taro said, smiling to seem friendly, though it was likely he just came off as weird.
