Tumu stood at the front of the office door holding what appeared to be a bottle wrapped in a brown paper bag. It was obvious as to what it was, yet the label still had to be concealed out of respect for the others or some shit like that. He pushed the door open, took one step then face planted the ground, laying there for a short while. After a few seconds, he finally got up, taking another slug of his unknown paper bag bottle, before stumbling towards the desk, practically laying on it as he spoke to the receptionist. "Excuse me. I'm so s-so very sowwy to distrub...I but need missions please. Running out of currency to afford the upkeep of my...paper bags? D or C rank. its makes no matters. Thankyou, Excuse me...Sowwy...Sleepy..." His head would hit the table as he waiting silently, only just managing to hold onto his liquid of hope.