She finds herself desperately in need of something to do with her hands. In a stroke of luck, she hasn't dusted her shelves or table or anything in nearly a week; there's a very faint layer of grime upon them. So she goes for a rag, and starts setting to, flicking the cloth to dislodge what's there.
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Date: 2019-08-14 11:54 pm (UTC)She finds herself desperately in need of something to do with her hands. In a stroke of luck, she hasn't dusted her shelves or table or anything in nearly a week; there's a very faint layer of grime upon them. So she goes for a rag, and starts setting to, flicking the cloth to dislodge what's there.
"How do you explain that, then?"