"One thing after a-fucking-nother, can't I get a fucking break?" Ino demanded of nothing, pulling roughly at her own hair with one hand and then throwing a sheaf of paperwork aside hard enough it left a crack in the wall upon impact.

Shikamaru eyed it, then slid his arm back up over his face, thinking with a shudder of the past weeks in the Hokage's office, trying to keep from drowning in drifts of urgent paperwork. "Incorrect," he grumbled on a sigh, "not 'one thing after another', many things, all exploding concurrently."