Oh…gods… [ he mutters under his breath, his mind suddenly full of dread. ]
Er…this. [ He holds up a feather duster he’d managed to dig out from this guy’s personal effects. It looks relatively unused, with a shiny handle and perky feathers.
Makes him wonder if dust allergies are actually the problem here, but hey. ]
You sweep the dust away from the furniture, like so… [ He passes said duster over the top of a dresser, still sort of not believing that he’s actually doing this.
Hopefully Roxas will give up very quickly, but he can’t be optimistic. ]
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Er…this. [ He holds up a feather duster he’d managed to dig out from this guy’s personal effects. It looks relatively unused, with a shiny handle and perky feathers.
Makes him wonder if dust allergies are actually the problem here, but hey. ]
You sweep the dust away from the furniture, like so… [ He passes said duster over the top of a dresser, still sort of not believing that he’s actually doing this.
Hopefully Roxas will give up very quickly, but he can’t be optimistic. ]