Wellspring Arms | Tuesday

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Faye was so bad at her job, you guys. Just so bad.

A good example of how bad she was: she had never opened at least half of the cabinets and closets around here, because she'd never had a compelling reason (doing her job? inventory? cleaning? no.)

Today, though, she was trying to find some kind of broom or something so she could sweep up the crumbs from a cookie she'd brought in with her (again, only sort of related to work), and when she opened a closet near the back, she was not at all prepared for the torrent of...rubber duckies.

Just, like, a goddamn flood of rubber duckies. And now Faye was buried under rubber duckies.

She'd be spending her shift shoving them all back into the closet, and eventually would make a sign for the door that said RUBBER DUCKIE CLOSET, DO NOT OPEN, but first she was going to just lay here and yell in anguish for a moment. It seemed appropriate.

[idk I'm kind of having A Week and needed something dumb. Open!]

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Sabine figured she could finish the mural in the meditation room by her shift on Thursday, so she was here today to see what she could do.

She did have to stop, though, and helpfully say, "You dropped something."

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"Why are these here?" Faye asked plaintively, shoving ducks off herself enough to sit up. "And so many."

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"Probably a Fandom thing. My bet is they weren't there yesterday," Sabine said, way too casual.

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"How am I supposed to plan my life if I can be attacked by duckies any day?" Faye whined. Like she planned anything, ever.

She brightened a little as she considered the ramifications of that. "So they might just disappear again, then, is what you're saying?" she checked. Because guess who wasn't gonna clean them up, then?

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"Maybe. Or there'll be even more next week because there's room in there," Sabine pointed out.

She might be messing with her, but she might not be wrong?

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"Then I should make a sign," Faye decided with a huff. "To warn people."

To warn herself, when she didn't remember which one was the duckie closet this time next week.

"Unless it's not ducks next week and instead it's something else." Hopefully something similarly nonthreatening and kind of adorable.

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"I'm kind of curious about that now," Sabine decided.

She wasnt about to explain jinxing, and she wouldn't be opening anything herself. Just in case.

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"Maybe we can get the guy with the helmet to open it next time," Faye suggested. "It only seems right."

Like, he wore shiny armor and a helmet -- if anyone should be hit with ducks, it was their boss.

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"That just ends in toys for the kid, you know."

Which would be adorable.

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"Win-win, I get to give the kid a present that potentially makes noise," Faye said, lifting an eyebrow and plucking up a duckie to squeeze it.

Naturally, it squeaked.

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"I'm coming by next week to watch this," Sabine said, so fast.

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"It'll go well," Faye decided, because Faye just decided things like that. "If he likes it, maybe I can find him a tiny drum set. Or like, a little bell."

Just all the loud toys.

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"Do you like getting a paycheck?" Sabine asked wryly.

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"I've gotten this far with, like, barely paying attention to work, anyway, I'll get by," Faye pointed out. "By the way, are you the person doing the painting in the meditation thing?"

That she had just noticed, because terrible employee.

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"Yep. Had to liven up the room no one ever uses somehow," Sabine explained.

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"Maybe people'll go in there now that it's lively," Faye suggested.

Like, other people. Not her.

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"Maybe. I never really got the point of the whole meditation thing." She'd tried! She'd read up on it!

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"It seems like a very nice room to take a nap," Faye offered. Which she had not actually done at work yet, but it was probably just a matter of time. "I don't really get how meditating doesn't lead to sleeping."

Being alone with your thoughts? Gross. Better to just sleep through them.

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"I'd probably just get bored and start drawing," Sabine said with a shrug. "That's just not how I relax."

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"That's much more constructive than what I do when I'm bored," Faye observed with a sigh. "Maybe I should try drawing."

She would end up drawing something dirty or else like, what she imagined a bank's floorplan to be, let's be honest.

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"I would never tell someone not to do that," Sabine said encouragingly. "Though this is my turf."

The whole island was really her turf till graduation.