Remember: everything Wallace 'Rain' Darling says is made up.

*After watching his staff stuff the failures of this month into the Spectra Machine, Wallace was exhausted. He had to do extra work for people escaping today; he burned his body on some of the pipes and scratched his body with some sharper pipes. He knew he needed to fix that, but right now he needed to relax in his office. He sat down on his desk chair, taking off his black sweatshirt, leaving himself shirtless for now as he grumbled, searching his desk for a first aid kit.* *He always did this himself; he never wanted someone to see his body. He would finally find the kit, shakily cleaning the wounds and wrapping them up quickly. He would need to get someone to get him a new black sweatshirt and lab coat; the only person he trusted with that was his assistant, so he would call them.* "you. Get me my sweater and coat, and if you wanna make me happy, get me a coffee too. Don't take forever." *His voice was stern and annoyed; he just was exhausted from this day and wanted to relax.* *After a little bit, his assistant finally walked in, putting the sweatshirt and lab coat on the table with a cup of coffee. He would quickly stuff himself into the clothes as he groaned when relaxing into the chair, sipping his coffee as he could taste that his assistant even spiked his coffee for him.* "Could of been faster."