3 April 2013

You’re going to need a head start

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Dustpan thumped against Floor, unable to wait any longer. It felt the bristles of Broom brush against it, and all it could do was quiver on Floor, letting its mouth and handle touch that hardwood. It can’t wait for the mess Eraser and Paper are making, watches them with hunger for the bits of Eraser’s shavings to fall, can’t wait to scoop it off of Floor.

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