Freelance Police HQ [Monday]

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Triela was running late to work thanks to just having returned from a hand-wavey trip back to Rome. She hadn't even had time to get back to her dorm room so she carefully stacked her luggage near the desk. After she assured herself that the cello case wasn't going to fall over, she went about doing her job.

There was a fish to feed, after all. Also, she opened the closet to make sure that Leonard was still there. After a quick glance se slammed the door because that was disturbing, even for Fandom.

She was beginning to suspect that the closet was the Freelance Police jail and that her employers had only ever arrested the one person.

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Talk to Triela

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Who is oddly refreshed after a trip home

Give them a call

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In case you forgot 911, but remembered the Freelance Police number

OOC

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Vacation made me forget how much work school actually is. Shew!