Jan 23, 2018
@pperceval
Houdini was sitting on top of the desk as the murder machine whirred along the floor of HQ. Someone had decided to upgrade the Roomba from one knife to two, ultimately resulting in a dangerous dual-wielding vacuum.
Lancelot had seemed absolutely unphased upon noticing the upgrade earlier in the day, but the other agents were concerned.
“Fucking hell, will this thing leave me alone today?!” She hissed, jerking the chair towards the machine in an effort to change its course. “I wanted a cup of tea, not another stab wound!”
