Status Quo by Sezzie
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‘Broots, I want you to trace this… pronto. I’ve had it up to here with Wonderboy’s supercalifragilisticexpialidocious crap. Someone’s been floating around near the ceiling for a little too long and it’s about time someone brought his sorry ass back down to earth.’
‘Yes, Miss Parker.’
Yes, Miss Parker. No, Miss Parker.
Three bags full, Miss Parker.
When she turned sharply, without notice, to bump into the tech and his coffee, it was, of course, his fault.
‘Watch where you’re going, you moron!’ she hissed.
Some things would never change, Broots reflected.
But he wouldn’t want it any other way.
‘Yes, Miss Parker.’
Yes, Miss Parker. No, Miss Parker.
Three bags full, Miss Parker.
When she turned sharply, without notice, to bump into the tech and his coffee, it was, of course, his fault.
‘Watch where you’re going, you moron!’ she hissed.
Some things would never change, Broots reflected.
But he wouldn’t want it any other way.
