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"The Fleapit Motel" by spukl1
Charlotte the Red Kougra was having a tough morning and it was not even 9:00 am NST. She bumped open the rusted door of her office, slumped into her chair and once again wished she worked at one of the nicer Neolodges in the area. Charlotte dialled her boss, Simon. He rarely answered her calls, being the tycoon he was, but she was hoping to at least catch his secretary Harold to leave a message. “Howdy, how can I help you”, Harold answered the call. “I need to speak with Simon immediately.” Charlotte said into the phone. “And who is this?” Harold politely responded, ignoring the request. “Oh, come on…I know you have caller ID. This is Charlotte from the Fleapit Motel.” “Hello Charlotte, how are you today? Are you calling from the office? Who is working the front desk? The security camera indicates we have customers…” Harold responded with a hint of sarcasm. Charlotte scowled; Harold was generally okay but he was a little sassy and loved any bit of power...
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