 slothyke
HAHA. She was the chosen one. Slowly turns her head to grin at the small owl who was now using her shoulder as a perch. Was this like when a cat decided to hang out on yer lap? "Hiya buddy boy, how're ye??" She knew the owl couldn't reply imagine if one day it did but proper manners didn't hurt, did they. "Let's get yer place cleaned up before bossman fires us." Cel gave the owl a gentle pat on the head and went to grab some things to clean some of the perches. Nobody liked a messy house.
Couldn't help but overhear Arséne, though, and turned her head to see what he was up to, eyes wide. WAS HE FOR REAAAAL???????? Who didn't know how to clean the windows?????? Was she working with a little diva this summer?????? Céline grabbed a brush and started cleaning one of the perches, still closely watching Mr I Don't Know How To Clean Windows. INCREDIBLE.
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