The best has just arrived
that was the sound that everyone hear over the loudspeakers. Several people looked towards the door not sure what to expect.
soon enough the large afro and orange jumper could be clearly seen walking through the crowd.
Sure he was good, but the best? well that is what they where all here to find out wasn't it?
and being who they where it was going to be a fun contest.
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I do so hate being the bearer of bad news, but yet here I am again dealing with the familiar.
Dammit Jamie why do you always have to be so grim? Not Every situation calls for you to be so incredibly morbid.
Sorry Otis, Sometimes I just can't help it. I try to be more cheery but it has always been so difficult for me.
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The Rain pounded off the glass, heavy and sharp. Otis watched from his third story office window as the people below splashed though the puddles, and smiled to himself as dark umbrellas sprouted like ill-weather flowers. Returning to his canvas, attempting to re-creature the hustle and bustle down below. He didn't know why but he always did his best work when the weather took a turn for the worse. It seemed that was his gift. to bring the light out of a dark situation.
His assistant was in the lobby scurrying around , sorting files, cleaning and eavesdropping on his calls. The usual sorts of things that she did. I t was a little bothersome at times but Otis didn't let that bother him anymore. She was reliable and always showed up no matter what else was going on in her life. Granted she always took the time to let him know exactly what was going on her life.
