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itsjustcambot2013-01-17 08:49 pm
milliondollarpipes) wrote in itsjustcambot2013-01-17 08:49 pm
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Sixth Number
[Until this morning, Harvey'd been taking to this week's changes like a fish to water. Sure, the black-and-white wasn't all that great, but his clothes hadn't changed any and he loved the malt shop thing goin' on downstairs.
But, of course, nothing good can last. When Cambot finds him, he's standing on a chair, rabbit perched on one shoulder, trying to use some old rags dam up the slow ooze of maple syrup coming from the vent in his room. There's already a thin layer of it coating the floor around the area and it doesn't appear to be stopping.]
Ugh, this is disgusting...you kids might not wanna order any breakfast today. I had some pancakes earlier and came back to this. [While he's distracted, a few pancakes knock down part of his makeshift wall as they slide down the syrup river, landing with a wet splat on his floor.] Gosh darn it -
[Blink. That wasn't what he'd meant to say.] What the heck was...the fudge...alright, this is baloney.
But, of course, nothing good can last. When Cambot finds him, he's standing on a chair, rabbit perched on one shoulder, trying to use some old rags dam up the slow ooze of maple syrup coming from the vent in his room. There's already a thin layer of it coating the floor around the area and it doesn't appear to be stopping.]
Ugh, this is disgusting...you kids might not wanna order any breakfast today. I had some pancakes earlier and came back to this. [While he's distracted, a few pancakes knock down part of his makeshift wall as they slide down the syrup river, landing with a wet splat on his floor.] Gosh darn it -
[Blink. That wasn't what he'd meant to say.] What the heck was...the fudge...alright, this is baloney.