Ugh…Back to cleaning. At least she sort of still smelled of fabric softener from hanging around in the laundry room, the smell which comforted her. Dragging her heels, Fantasia reported to the leaders to figure out what floor she’d be in charge of this time.
Her eyes bugged out a little when she read she had to handle the twenty-second floor. For…For serious? Really really? Not joking at all? All the ******** way up there ah come on…Come on. Who even lived all the way up there? It was practically a safety hazard, being isolated up there. What if something happened? What if the building began to collapse? Did buildings collapse that quickly without maintenance? She didn’t know, all she kenw was she didn’t want to climb all those damn stairs to get up there and arghhhhh damn everything.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN: Crossroads
This is Halloween Crossroads
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