What's this? Uncontrollable
drooling? Sure, maybe drooling could be considered "acceptable" at the food court because the food is amazing, but... This doesn't really seem like ordinary drooling, now does it?
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Taking a sip of her water - and swallowing she couldn't help but fight the urge to swallow again, and again, and again. She was salivating like no buddies business. Her lip felt wet as she put down her cup of water.
What was going on? She wondered as she picked up her napkin and daintily dabbed at the edge of her lip. Pulling back her napkin it was drenched DRENCHED in what could only be described as drool.
Heck it looked like she was related to a flobberworm with the amount of drool she had secreted. What was wrong with her.
"Meh-winsh beeod" yeah like that made any sense at all. The drool now seemed to be pouring from her mouth and no matter how hard she tried to stop. She couldn't. It was like she had shoved a hose in her mouth and forgot how to turn it off.
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The drooling girl did not feel good at all and now there was someone talking to her. She was embarassed to say the least as she picked up a centerpiece of the table - sure it had flowers in it. But maintenance didn't have to know that she was the one who dumped it right.
Flipping the vase over the water and the flowers fell onto the table taking the empty vase up to her chin she let the excessive amount of drool just spill into the vase. She needed more vases. She just needed to get the heck out of dodge before things all went wrong.
Kyle tried to smile but it just looked like she had missed her mouth with a cup of water.
"I..." she trailed off a bit "thont...." why wouldn't this darn drool just STOP? She was mad at the drool, MAD at it. She wanted it to dry up and just leave her alone. Whatever it was - whatever had caused it should be cursed by Merlin and his ancestors for all eternity. "gnow" yeah that didn't sound like a word.
Sitting down on the table she put her forehead on the table. The vase seemed to be FILLED with drool already. She groaned - but it only made a gurgling sound. "I feel sick" she whined and taking her wand she summoned a white board and a dry erase board.
What's wrong is I CAN'T STOP DROOLING. She pointed to the words and groaned loudly and began to write again. I feel really sick...can you grab me a bucket? A really BIG bucket for all the drool?
She's not the only one. This International Cooperation employee seems to have a salivating problem, too.
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RandomRaven Ugh, what's this?
Dimitri tried to listen to Gavin carefully, but suddenly he looked unfocused and glazed. Then he took some sip of his coffee, perhaps it could make him feel better. "Well, okay." said him nodding to his boss. The skinny guy finished drinking his coffee and he decided to leave this office. He need to pack his stuff and move to his new cubicle, the one that used to be Gavin's one. But why suddenly he felt.. not okay with his condition?
He took his handkerchief and wiped his mouth. Why suddenly he was uncontrollable drooling? Ugh. Now the 21-year-old guy felt dizzy... and nauseous. Was he suffering food poisoning or something? Dimitri never felt like this before, he didn't feel sick. He was okay before.
There's another one, too. Even the Mysteries Department Head, Isobel Montague is acting a little strange.
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Meizzner Demetrius walked in his bosses office hoping he would not puke. He was feeling even worse than before. He sits in the chair next to Alexandria, wipes drool off his face.
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RachieRu "I did say that some of the charms may still be a little fuzzy." Isobel sighed, with a little shrug. She wasn't a miracle worker. She looked down at her parchement, where she'd been writing the quick memo to Althea, and seemed to lose focus on what she was doing. Just staring at the parchment for a good five minutes. Almost as soon as it happened she was back, blinking a little. "Where...what...oh..." She spoke quickly, before nodding down at her parchment, and continuing to write the memo.
Oh. Someone else was here. She stared over at her office door, her eyes seeming to glaze over a little, before she shook her head. She wondered who it was. Hopefully it wouldn't be another employee complaining about the charms not working. "The door is open." She shouted, leaning back against her chair. Her back was aching a little.
And on a COMPLETELY different note, it looks like the new Senior Undersecretary is a party animal. Or just a conga lover.
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Droo He then looked at his little party and realized... this should go MINISTRY WIDE!!! And what better place to hold it than the new Food Court.
But how does he get them there... and then he got a bright idea.
"CONGA!!!!!" He screamed and grabbed the first person dragging them to the staircases to the Food Court! "Conga like your job depends on it. Cause it doooooeeeeessssss."
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Droo "HELLO EVERYONE!" Ian said coming it with Level One's staff in toe, "I AM IAN AMOROSO, THE NEW SENIOR UNDERSECRETARY!!!" He said and continued his conga line into the Food Court. "LUNCH IS ON ME TODAY!!!"
So, what are you waiting for?!
GO CONGA! And get free lunch while you're at it! Courtesy of the new Senior Undersecretary! Oh, and figure out why people are drooling so much. It's weird.