VICTOR
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Post by VICTOR on Mar 1, 2013 23:45:01 GMT -5
"Oh dear, oh dear," Victor shook his head, shuffling through cleaning supplies and dodging a wayward mop. "No, no, this won't do, indeed. Now where did I put tha...?"
Victor was beginning to feel anxious. And when he became anxious, he had a tendency to clean. Everything. He'd already begun a bit of spring cleaning himself, since he couldn't afford to pay for extra shifts for HHS workers to come help him clean the place up.
"I was so certain..." he began, before straightening.
>THUNK<
"Oh!" he grunted, ducking his head back down and rubbing the sore spot. He'd forgotten he was in the closet. "Balderdash," he murmured, more of a tired sigh.
He wanted the shelter to look presentable, since the next round of adoptions was coming up fast. And there was a new program he wanted to pitch, to make some more money for HHS. But he needed to take everything one step at a time.
A loud knocking was heard from somewhere outside of the back room and its tiny cleaning closet.
Victor was careful to avoid the shelf as he ducked out of it. "Oh? Someone here?" he asked the mop next to him.
"Coming!" he called to the door, as another knock sounded.
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