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Submitted On Jun23/07 Hits 2384 Summary:
A skunk's bad day turns into the worst day of his life.
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Everything was quiet as Bryce watched a few stray leaves blow in through the open door. He sat behind the counter of a small coffee shop, watching for any stray customers that he knew probably wouldn’t be coming for at least another half hour.
Until then, there was little more to do other than make sure that he could see his reflection in any remotely shiny surface and that had already been done several times over. His tail shifted to the beat of his tapping fingers out of pure boredom. The rhythmic clicking of the clock was interrupted by the sounds of footsteps coming from just outside the door, forcing Seth to straighten his shoulders and stand upright to greet his first guest for the day.
A very familiar face stepped through the door, with a gleaming expression that could blind even the cheeriest of people. ...
Until then, there was little more to do other than make sure that he could see his reflection in any remotely shiny surface and that had already been done several times over. His tail shifted to the beat of his tapping fingers out of pure boredom. The rhythmic clicking of the clock was interrupted by the sounds of footsteps coming from just outside the door, forcing Seth to straighten his shoulders and stand upright to greet his first guest for the day.
A very familiar face stepped through the door, with a gleaming expression that could blind even the cheeriest of people. ...
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