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This… bodes well
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Damian picks up and ponders over the appearance of a fish. He takes a quick sniff then pull a disgusted face. "That's definitely gone off!" He swiftly chucks it into the food waste as he goes a shade of green.
4pm. Damian slouches behind the counter. "Alright, come on Darrell, it's time to go!"
He waits a bit. He begins to brace himself on the counter side.
4:05pm. "Ok..."
4:10pm. The tall figure of Damian leans on the back counter. "Hurry up and cover me already."
He starts to slide down the back of the counter with a deeper slouch.
4:15pm. Damian is now fully sliding down in defeat. "Ah shhhhhhhhh"
Fail to leave on time.... check.
4pm. Damian slouches behind the counter. "Alright, come on Darrell, it's time to go!"
He waits a bit. He begins to brace himself on the counter side.
4:05pm. "Ok..."
4:10pm. The tall figure of Damian leans on the back counter. "Hurry up and cover me already."
He starts to slide down the back of the counter with a deeper slouch.
4:15pm. Damian is now fully sliding down in defeat. "Ah shhhhhhhhh"
Fail to leave on time.... check.