Sciman101

They were the only ones that showed up

feat @cathoderaydude's Clive

Content Warning: Sexual Harassment, Self Loathing

The sun had begun it's descent on the horizon. The crowds of visitors were thinning out, and before long even the most dedicated park-goers had left. Moby watched them leave from her vantage point at the top of the lifeguard tower. Unfortunately, closing time for the park didn't mean a break for her. She clambered down the ladder, flipper-like feet flapping against the rails.

Following a route she knew by heart, she made her way to the janitors closet. She fetched her usual mop and bucket, found a particularly nasty patch of tile by the side of the wave pool, and got to work, her tail idly swaying side to side behind her.

Just as the usual feeling of monotony was setting in, there was a sudden beeping sound. Moby jolted upright, glancing around to see what piece of equipment was malfunctioning this time. It took longer than she'd like to admit to realize the sound had come from her. Someone had sent her a text. She let it open in the corner of her vision. One of the few perks of being wifi-enabled.

Ru-B: u busy after work?

A hint of a smile crept up Moby's lips as she wrote a response, mop still swaying side to side.

Moby: i've got a couple hours free, what's up?

Ru-B: i need some robot dolphin ass in my life later. u down?

The mop stopped moving. Moby bit her lip, smile fading as quickly as it came. She responded-

I need to talk to you abou-

No, no, she deleted it. What about-

I don't think I'm-

Hm.

No, I-

She let out a groan, scrubbing that one too. The mop made a quiet knock as she leaned it against a door, taking a minute to pace back and forth. Eventually, she sighed, put down a reply, hit send, and got back to mopping.

Moby: sure