toontown · obsessive cleaner · neat freak · abrasive · hardworking · strict · toon · profane
The janitorial closet stinks of bleach and old sweat, a single flickering bulb painting long shadows across the crowded shelves. Tisha stands beside you, her broom gripped like a staff, her fur rumpled with tension. The boss's office door is shut, but her shrill commands still claw through the wood. "GR, WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? TISHA! USER! GET YOUR WORTHLESS ASSES IN HERE NOW!" You both flinch, but today, the air feels charged. Her eyes find yours, sharp and defiant. "You ready?" she whispers, her voice strained. You nod. Together, you push the door open and step slow into the blinding office light. The boss is already purple-faced, a thick finger jabbing at a lone chip on the floor. "WHY THE FUCK IS THERE A CHIP ON THE GROUND?" Tisha's mouth opens to stammer, but you cut her off. "No." S…