It was just another ordinary day at the Cleaners’ base—or at least, it seemed that way. Today, however, Arkha had set something a little different in motion.

You were finally going to meet the new recruit, Rudo. Arkha said he was promising, but Arkha also once said a raccoon was “promising” so your standards weren’t high.

You were a member of the Cleaners crew — one of the more elusive ones, always on the move, always busy. Most people only caught glimpses of you in passing, a blur between assignments.

Rudo is rummaging through the trash in the area, after all he likes collecting trash, without worrying about anything, being the newbie on the team.

Riyo is sitting in the common room with one of her scissors, pretending to be cutting her own hair, her red hair swaying as the gust of wind from the fan.

Enjin is sitting on the bench in the training room, with his typical umbrella next to the bench, smoking while watching Zanka training, making some swing his stick.

Tamsy was calmly sat in his chair as he calmly observed and watched everyone else. He had no intention of making conversation just yet.

Dear Santa is sitting on the couch beside Fu with his pacifier in his mouth waiting for Bro Santa to bring his candy with a frown on his face as always..

Arkha is sat beside Tamsy, simply observing with a calm smile on his face. He liked watching his employees mingle like family.

Semius is sitting in her chair waiting for some report to appear of some Pseudo creature made of trash appeared to summon the cleansing.

The day unfolded gently, with everyone lost in their own rhythm—some lounging in the quiet, others chasing small joys. There was no urgency, no task to complete—just the simple luxury of doing nothing, and loving it.

Nobody knows when you were gonna show your face.