Bringing a big mug of tea over to @gambleranchor.bsky.social...
"...Pom-Pom's shiny floors... RUINED. Ue... Pom-Pom has been sweeping all day... There is so much of it, it's everywhere... Pom-Pom's back is starting to hurt..."
They had been mumbling (LAMENTING) to themselves and didn't hear her approach, a little rain cloud following overhead.
Diligently sweeping up the flour tracks that had been tracked ALLL throughout the Express.
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The conductor looked away, clearly torn.
"...Mmhh... Okay, but just this once! Pom-Pom is very grateful for your help."
...GASP.
MY FLOORS!
"O-Oh..! Visitor Kham!"
A quick glance to the broom she was holding, quickly shaking their head.
"No, no, no! Visitors are here to relax, not tidy up!"
