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fandomtownies2012-11-02 10:27 am
nottrivial) wrote in fandomtownies2012-11-02 10:27 am
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Wellspring Arms and Meditation Center, Friday
When Alec opened the door to the shop Friday morning, he was greeted with the really spectacular smell of rotting pumpkins that had been half-devoured by angry bunnies several days ago.
Why anyone had half-devoured a pumpkin was beyond him. Why this hadn't been cleaned up since then, he had no idea. How, exactly, one was expected to clean up the resulting mess was equally bewildering, given that he had no idea where the cleaning supplies were located and had never used a broom in his life.
Alec had a lot of answers to figure out today and only eight hours (minus a break for Student Council) to do it. The clock started now. This was... Competitive Tidying.
[[i don't even know. open shop!]]
Why anyone had half-devoured a pumpkin was beyond him. Why this hadn't been cleaned up since then, he had no idea. How, exactly, one was expected to clean up the resulting mess was equally bewildering, given that he had no idea where the cleaning supplies were located and had never used a broom in his life.
Alec had a lot of answers to figure out today and only eight hours (minus a break for Student Council) to do it. The clock started now. This was... Competitive Tidying.
[[i don't even know. open shop!]]