[Whatever adventures happened through the day, it was time for the best part. Closing time. For as diligent as a worker Daria was, she learned she...didn't have as much to do as she did working as the librarian of a big historical building. Not too surprising really. Different kinds of jobs, different kinds of clientele and customer service. But it wasn't safe from her aggravation, ugh. Most of the time when they were slow in particular, was spent reading by the counter as she waited for a customer she had to pay attention to.
She kept to herself, and to her duties so she could waddle back to her apartment to do the same. Surviving. Right. It was what she had to do last time. She half expected for her friends to be around outside as she clocked out but, well, they weren't here. Obviously.
That was a pretty big bummer, but she didn't want to let it get her down like last time. Still though.
-Right, going home. She packed her station and found Wendy by the arcade machines.]
Hey, you coming? It's closing time. Time to go to our temporary home.
The One Where it's Just the Two "B"s
She kept to herself, and to her duties so she could waddle back to her apartment to do the same. Surviving. Right. It was what she had to do last time. She half expected for her friends to be around outside as she clocked out but, well, they weren't here. Obviously.
That was a pretty big bummer, but she didn't want to let it get her down like last time. Still though.
-Right, going home. She packed her station and found Wendy by the arcade machines.]
Hey, you coming? It's closing time. Time to go to our temporary home.