Out of Coffee: Right, tis' done.
I have an hour to burn so i'll just put this here now.
150th? Whoo! I feel special! xD
BIC:
Ophelia grabbed Mola's shoulders and swung him around so that they were face to face.
"Okay, listen to me, Mola. I'm going to try to find -
STOP LOOKING AT THE SPIDER- whoever owns this place, okay? Just stay. Right. Here." She pointed at the ground. "Can you do that?"
Mola nodded. "Yup."
"You're sure?"
"Positively."
"You'll stay? Right here?"
"Yes."
"No running off, getting lost, me having to find you again...?"
"Uh-huh."
"Really?"
"Yup!"
"Okay," Ophelia said warily, backing up a few steps. "I'm going now. To find whoever works here." Mola nodded. "And you're going to stay here." He nodded again. "Okay. I'll be going now." She said, biting her lip and worriedly continuing down the left hallway. She spotted a sign that read 'Executive Office'.
They'll know where I should go, She decided, pushing open the door and stepping inside.
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Mola looked around, yawned boredly, scratched his foot. Suddently he thought he heard a sound.
"Hello?" he called. He took a few steps to the right, and stopped in his tracks.
Ophelia wants me to stay here. He remembered.
I have to stay here. But as he looked down the hallway the urge to explore became even stronger. He groaned and looked to the left. Ophelia was nowhere in sight.
I'll just be gone a second, He thought, grinning and running down the right hallway. He hurried through a room with an R&R sign and skipped down the staircase exitedly, towards the sound of voices. His grin grew wider; it sounded as though this floor was the place to be at the moment. After careening wildly through the Product Warehouse he found himself in yet another hallway; it looked almost the same as the one on the floor above, only with one difference. Mola sniffed the air; there was food!
"I'm hungry." He exclaimed, darting into the cafeteria with the force of a miniature avalanche and skidding to a hault with whiplash recklessness. He paused to adjust his hat and his swimming trunks- it never hurt to look tidy for a first impression.