text, un: yourstruly.

[floozie]

Attention, everyone!

If there are any aspiring butlers or maids in this sewer looking for a job, know that I'd be happy to help your budding careers by hiring you to be my full-time caretaker. As the position's unpaid you'll be working for exposure, but I'm totally willing to write you a great reference after I release you from my service.

Veterans with at least five years of experience in the industry are also welcome. You think you're first rate now? With my help you could be the best.





In the meantime, while I wait for applicants to pour in, could anyone lend me a shirt?

Comments

[floozie]

Would I lie to you, Spides? (smirking with a showy flip of hair over a shoulder, dipping into a shallow bow.

now all of this would be relatively normal if zelos had a shirt on, but he seems rather fine with showing off. he's strong, broad, and definitely unable to fit into one of peter's shirts—unless, of course, he has some kind of pullover lying around.

raiding another quad is sounding better and better. not before checking out his new roomba, though.)

That was fast... trying to beat a record or something? Don't tell me you ran all the way here.

[itsnotaonesie]

I have no idea, man. I've known you for like twenty minutes.

[Just saying. Also it probably doesn't help that Peter tends to dress in baggier clothes that make him look skinnier than he actually is. His over shirt actually might fit Zelos? But optical illusions, man.]

Nah, I jumped. It's a pretty direct shot down from R&D, just gotta angle it right.

[Because that sounds like something a rational person would do, right? Anyway, he's going to set this Roomba up for a demonstration like this conversation isn't even weird.]