If you need to get in touch with Havoc or the mun, please leave a comment.
Havoc returns to the office after lunch, absently rubbing the healing gun wound. He frowns slightly as he eyes his 'to do' pile, he could have sworn it was smaller when he left for lunch. He glances suspicously at the door to Mustang's office, wondering how much of that pile was actually Mustang's and how much is legitimately his.
He sighs as he sits down. After putting his cigarette out, he gets down to try and reduce that 'to do' pile again.