Silph snarled as the Slig grabbed his bottle and threw it on the floor before running off. Why should he have to do anything? They technically hadn't started work yet, so why was that Slig even doing anything? He'd thought they liked lazing about, rather than running about in a fit over something...he grabbed a piece of paper and pen from the desk and wrote "I did this - a Slig", then smashed the vending machine in. he stuck it to the front of it before making off with most of the brew bottles, hefting 11 of them in his arms, and went off to his room.
Outside the door, he heard a hideous noise. He could almost punch himself like an expert in the face and just leave. No...he went in and carefully put the bottles down on the floor, before turning to the hideous creature ruining his bed "Oi! What do yer think you;re doing in here? can't you read!?" he shouted, pointing at the sign on his door.
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