* Ron slammed his suitcase shut , turning to face the scientist as he fixed his collar to look more neat .
it - it's - it's nothing .
just some uh .
. . papers i forgot to file .
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[ the Labrats ears perked to the sound of
scattering paper and mumbling . leaning
against their shoulder to take a peek ,
so invasive . . ]
โธโธ whats with the Panic , Accountant ? โธโธ
* Ron flinched at the sudden voice , immediately closing the suitcase and turning towards Gwendolyn with a sigh of relief .
yes , yes , i'm fine .
i'm just stressed . nothing you have to worry about .
* Ron was having a very bad day , no one was leaving any coffee for him , Ratthew chewed though MORE of his reports , and now he forgot the [REDACTED] !
* he begins to mutter as he desperately scavenges through his suitcase .
@HIDERSHHHHHHH 99% of hiders me and the hospital workers have seen DO try do kill people . the 1% is you .
i have seen lambs eat things other than grass millions of times .
there's a difference .
new account rules .
Ratthew : fuck off
Ratthew : fuck off
Ratthew : fuck off
Ratthew : fuck off
Ratthew : fuck off
Ratthew : fuck off
everyone else : you're okay .
Mass of eyes : fuck off
Ratthew : fuck off
Ratthew : fuck off
Ratthew : fuck off
Ratthew : fuck o