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Library, Tuesday
Anemone had gotten a fair amount of baggage in her alcove on Friday. Being Anemone, however, she hadn't actually understood the pun, and just thought someone had misplaced their suitcases.
So she was actually in a fantastic today, completely oblivious that anyone might have had a bad weekend, and was arming herself with the duster, the mop, and the broom, and was brandishing them at the door to Special Collections.
Something was due for its summer scouring, and no amount of grumbling from behind the door was going to deter her.
So she was actually in a fantastic today, completely oblivious that anyone might have had a bad weekend, and was arming herself with the duster, the mop, and the broom, and was brandishing them at the door to Special Collections.
Something was due for its summer scouring, and no amount of grumbling from behind the door was going to deter her.