notafuckingnut | [001] where were you, I was worried

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[001] where were you, I was worried

[Text. Or, more specifically, a series of them, spread a couple minutes apart]

SETH. Cmon Seth this isn't funny. Where the fuck r u weve got a rendezvous 2 make. At least I think we do. What the fuck is this place anyway? The service sucks the beds like a rock and there isn't even a TV. What am I supposed to do in here stare at the ceiling for an hour? This is bullshit.

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[She gave him a bob of her head, pushing off the wall.]

Feel better?

Much. I threw out the shirt, I don't think it was salvageable.

[Because yes, she needed to know this. Apparently.]

[She wrinkled her nose.] Probably best.

So. I need to start my shift soon at the gym, but you want me to show you anything else first? You haven't seen the first or second floors.

[curious face, you may have one.]

...What's up [down?] there?

Level two has the medical ward and the first floor has the kitchen and dining hall. Every floor has a common room too. Some have different things, like a piano or a cookie-cutter shark.

[pause. think. reflect.]

...What the fuck is a "cookie-cutter shark" and why do you have one?

[Laugh.]

He's this tiny eel looking thing. An Inmate requested him.

[Shrug.]

I didn't even know that breed existed until he requested it.

But why's it a cookie cutter shark if it's a tiny eel?

Heh, I didn't name him! He just looks more like an eel to me than a shark. [Shrug.] Go check him out, he's on the fifth floor. But I have to go work now, okay? I'll see you around, Richie.

[Nod nod; he'll go do that]

Sure. See you. Have a good day, Claire.

[...Why is that so creepy?]

Yeah, you, too.

[Wave and departure.]

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[001] where were you, I was worried

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