[ The garbage dump in waterfall always really unnerved Bookie. There was a reason they always relied on a sibling to go digging through the refuse for whatever trashy, soggy novels had fallen down from the surface! The massive mounds of trash could be hiding anything - or anyone - and various discarded items always managed to look like threatening strangers when viewed from the corner of their eye. ]
[ Today, however, Bookie’s hand has been forced. They haven’t been able to get anyone to go for them for weeks, and so they’ve found themself unhappily waddling through the water - practically up to their hips on such a small mouse - and trying not to spook themself. ]
* I d-don’t know why I bother with this.......
[ Maybe it’s just their overactive imagination, but they swear they just saw something move behind one of the piles. ]