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Steelsheen · 09-21-2011, 08:39 AM

Corin strode into the work area, the latest issue of the Daily Prophet folded neatly under his arm, a large cup of orange smoothie in one hand, his briefcase in the other. He turned into his cubicle and set his things down beside his desk, then started to prepare himself for the workday ahead....

.... until he happen to glance up at the divider of his cube. Icy blues narrowed as they zeroed in on....

Dust.

There is dust on his cubicle.

He tried to ignore said dust and focus back on getting his things out of the briefcase. But he keeps looking up at the D U S T. Not thick enough to draw with, but very lightly spread across the surface of the divider. He moved to shrug off his coat, his brain giving the command to hang his coat like he always does....

..... Instead his arm moved to grab the spare paper napkin from the orange smoothie, and started WIPING the dust away.

WIPE. WIPE. WIPE. WIPE. WIPE.

There divider all done!

Of course he had three walls.

*Silent groan*

09-21-2011, 08:39 AM	#65 (permalink)
Steelsheen DMT & DIMC Antipodean Opaleye Join Date: Mar 2008 Location: Geekdom of Nerdtopia Posts: 9,944 Hogwarts RPG Name: Tenacius "Ace" Salander Graduated Ministry RPG Name: Vincenzo "Vickers" Vanderbilt Ministry RPG Name: Regina Ysadore Corveena Roa International Cooperation x12 x12	Ability is nothing without Opportunity \| \| Creativity is Intelligence having FUN Corin strode into the work area, the latest issue of the Daily Prophet folded neatly under his arm, a large cup of orange smoothie in one hand, his briefcase in the other. He turned into his cubicle and set his things down beside his desk, then started to prepare himself for the workday ahead.... .... until he happen to glance up at the divider of his cube. Icy blues narrowed as they zeroed in on.... Dust. There is dust on his cubicle. He tried to ignore said dust and focus back on getting his things out of the briefcase. But he keeps looking up at the D U S T. Not thick enough to draw with, but very lightly spread across the surface of the divider. He moved to shrug off his coat, his brain giving the command to hang his coat like he always does.... ..... Instead his arm moved to grab the spare paper napkin from the orange smoothie, and started WIPING the dust away. WIPE. WIPE. WIPE. WIPE. WIPE. There divider all done! Of course he had three walls. Silent groan __________________ ++Tenacius ++🐦++ Salander++🐦++ Deo ++🐦++ Vickers ++🐦++ Huxley ++🐦+ Aquila++ Yeah thats what crazy is, when its broken you say theres nothing to fix++++++++++++++++++++ +++++++And you pray that everything will be okay, while you're making all the same mistakes