Attica manuveured herself slowly into the level eight breakroom and began tidying the mess she found there. 'For a maintenance department breakroom, you would think people would clean up after themselves.' she chuckled to herself as she got to work scrubbing a bunch of coffee stains off of the counters. She paused for a moment as a wave of dizziness passed over her. Her eyes blinked rapidly, and she clutched the counter until it subsided. Taking a deep breath, she went back to work.

After she finished wiping the counters, Attica moved on to tidying the various couches and chairs resting around the room. Normally she would have done this by hand, but in her weakened condition, she felt sure she would pass out if she had to exert herself that much. She pulled out her wand from the inside pocket of her coveralls and tidied the room quickly. By the time she was finished, it was spotless and shined with the particular glimmer you can only get from magical cleaning. Attica wiped the sweat off of her forehead with her handkerchief, then exited the room, shutting the door behind her.