 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
Oooh.. it was dead nice in here weren't it? Welcoming an' tha'.
Tom picked up an old book off the shelf, flicked through it and put it back. He studied the pictures on the wall: a happy looking family. It didn't at any point it dawn on him that he may be in an office. He was about to sit in one of the comfy looking chairs and help himself to a piece of parchment to draw on when he heard a voice behind him.
O_______O!!!
He jumped, whirling around to face the man.
A professor?
*gulp*
He nodded. “I fink I'm lost.” he mumbled quietly in this thick accent. He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck. “Sorry. I'll... I'll get outtah y'way.”
If the man would just move away from the door so he could get past that is.
D:
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