MEET THE RIGHT-HAND

RP account for RED RIGHTY! My tf2 oc..

[theerighthand]

MEET THE RIGHT-HAND!

HEY EVERYONE.

Newbie, I know, but i'm making my debut tonight.

Anywho, I'm the right-hand, righty, whatever you wanna call me... Clearly on the better team around here, RED. Reliable Excavation Demolition, or whatever their making me say..

The company is letting me have this for like.. exposure, supposedly its really important. Guess i'm gonna go along with it..

Hailing myself from the city of Detroit, what do I do?

I HELP. I'm helpful. I can make anyone better on the field, a menace, so it's good to be on my good side! I'm able to distract for you, back you up, cover you, spot for you, anything you request of at the drop of a dime. Pretty useful, huh?

Ahem, ANYWAYS. Send in questions for me! Dont make me sit around all day..

The RULES [as much as i hate em myself..]:

Be Patient, I'll always get to you I PROMISE.

Make sure you arent asking anything offensive, I'll just end up having to drive to a rage room. And I don't have a driver's license. So.. Just be respectful basically.

Key for Tags

[#rouge responses] = blogs of interactions and/or responses to asks

[#incoherent inside thoughts] = solo posts and weird ramblings

[#admin response] = the administrator replying.. for whatever reason.

RIGHT-HAND[my...] INFO!

Also, I draw. As much as id love to get a cash grab–... Wwwworking with all dis will be enough so dont be scared to request a few doodles n whatnot!

[that-handsome-rogue]

Do not believe a word that anyone says. I am NOT pregnant.

[theerighthand]

You.. Have the chance to be pregnant in the first place?

[theerighthand]

Am I gonna be in trouble ..

So, my recent arrival to the team isn't exactly a secret but.. They don't test us for my good old friend Mary Jane 🍃, right? Or.. Am I gonna have to ask Sniper for a jar..

[flags-megaphones-etc]

I'm unsure if the REDs do, but here at BLU we really don't, same for the beverages. If we get the work done, that is all they care about.

-Distracteur out.

[theerighthand]

Ah, thank god. Thought I was gonna get "working under the influence" or somethin on my record now too..

[bestistbostonboy69]

spy* not father 💔💔

... okay well dats different. spy's not my dad, and i could TOTALLY pull more women than him. just you wait

[theerighthand]

Hang on now, didn't you ask him to help you ask out a certain girl with glasses?

[theerighthand]

Am I gonna be in trouble ..

So, my recent arrival to the team isn't exactly a secret but.. They don't test us for my good old friend Mary Jane 🍃, right? Or.. Am I gonna have to ask Sniper for a jar..

[bestistbostonboy69]

my chest hurtin a lil. but at least i got good ol bonk

[theerighthand]

Scout have we ever perchance considered that the chest pains are because of the extremely caffeinated energy drink..?

[theerighthand]

Confused..

If I'm the right-hand, how come that doesn't make that BLU copycat the left-hand? I'm supposed to be the one and only, ain't it?

[flags-megaphones-etc]

I fear this isn't my area of expertise but I would like to imagine it's due to genetic engineering. Why discriminate against a being with two right hands? Perhaps it's a birth defect...

-Distracteur out.

[theerighthand]

Ay I mean, no discrimination at all, just saying one right and one left would be more... Correct to me. Ya know?

[theerighthand]

Confused..

If I'm the right-hand, how come that doesn't make that BLU copycat the left-hand? I'm supposed to be the one and only, ain't it?

[meet-the-white-coat]

There's some wild rumors goin' around about chu lately.. You heard what they're sayin about you, right?

"oh deary me!! rumors?!?! may I ask what of?! what could the others possibly have to say about a respectable medical professional such as I?"

his eyes are wide and his hand is on his chest maybe a little too dramatically. (guess that's what you get for being a theater kid in high school.... =v=)

[theerighthand]

Lotsa stuff.. [She'd squintily eye for any reddish stains on his clothing, speaking slowly at first.] Stuff about how you supposedly have this real unique way of disposing bodies, how the medical part of you is a cover up for something worse..

[She's really feeding into this for some reason, making it seem like there needs to be anticipation to tell someone of a rumor.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"well. don't be shy now. out with it! I can assure you these accusations are false angel cakes. I am a man of science and no more. If any bodies are in need of disposal I have them buried properly by the funeral services."

(bro is not taking chances with this lady lol)

[theerighthand]

Yeah, yeah im sure. [She discontinued her squinting eyes and returned to her more casual stance.] People are talking about you being a cannibal and whatnot– [She paused for a moment.] And, not to say anything offensive accidentally but– You dont exactly seem like it.. Maybe they're all wrong.

(Lol hes doing great convincing her anyways 🙂‍↕️)

[meet-the-white-coat]

"I assure you they are ma'am. to think they would say such awful things..."

he shook his head in disappointment.

"if I may be so bold to ask, was it just the hospital staff spreading the rumors or townsfolk?"

[theerighthand]

Oh, townsfolk. I avoid hospitals like the plague, no offense of course. You'll never catch me there till i'm in hospice.. But, just the townsfolk. Haven't been around the staff in ages. [She explained, shrugging softly.]

..Why? Is there a grudge against you from certain folks?

[meet-the-white-coat]

"possibly. humans are very odd creatures when it comes to hard feelings. most other species don't hold such hatred towards their own kind. I couldn't think of a reason why they would start such a morbid rumor...."

[theerighthand]

Hah, yeah I've got no idea why we do that.. But, ya know, You say humans almost like you aren't one or their somethin different, ya know?

[She joked, laughing softly. Honestly it was a bit of an alarm to her but,, maybe he just spoke very scientifically or.. something. She's internally making excuses for him.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"my verbage is merely for comparison purposes. like how text books will say 'humans do this while orcas do similar things'. yaknow? I am just as human as you or the old lady down the street."

he smiles a little as he adjusted his sweater before realizing they were still on his porch.

"where are my manners?!? come in! come in! a lady should not be kept out in this weather!"

[theerighthand]

[She paused for a second, surprised like she'd forgotten she was on the porch aswell. Slowly she shuffled inside, making sure to wipe her shoes if there was a mat or whatnot.]

Oh, please– Im not someone who's strict on manners or anything, don't apologize.

[meet-the-white-coat]

"no no! no lady should be left outside! my mother would have my head if she knew I let you stand out here for this long like a scatterbrained ofe!"

he chuckled as he shut the door behind them.

"would you like a glass of water?"

[theerighthand]

Ah, if it isn't an inconvenience for one, I certainly wouldn't mind a drink... But, in all sincerity. I'd rather you just invite me in because youd like to, not for etiquette.. If thats making any sense to you, aha.

[She turned away, avoiding a gaze. She felt like she was combating his manners with argumentative phrases.. Accidentally, of course.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"that makes plenty of sense to me ma'am. it'a honestly no biggie! I'm always eager to have guests."

he smiled as he slipped into his kitchen to fill a glass and came back.

"here ya go. should be cold."

[theerighthand]

Thanks– And yeah, its a nice place, by what I can see atleast. [She took the glass, taking a few gulps from it before motioning around the living room.]

Psh, Wish I could keep my room this clean everyday..

[meet-the-white-coat]

"you just happen to come on cleaning day. it usually looks much, much worse."

he chuckled as he fixed one of the photos on the wall.

"and cleaning day's a rare one when you never feel like doing deep cleans. the amount of stuff I forgot I had that I found today is crazy."

[theerighthand]

I swear there's always a routine– you start cleaning, find something and think back on it for 5 minutes, then repeat. [She laughed softly, drinking the rest of the glass before heading into the kitchen, setting it carefully in the sink.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"I suppose everyone has their own routine. I just wait til I can barely get around, freak out every five seconds, pick up this, get distracted by that. I could go on."

[theerighthand]

Yeah.. [She listened, nodding along before turning back and leaning against the wall in the walkway between the kitchen and living room.] So– What do you usually do when you arent cleaning or have folks over?

[meet-the-white-coat]

"what I do? normally i'm a very busy man when it comes to my research. but..."

he paused, thinking for a minute.

"I do enjoy quite a handful of things. like doodling or tending to my pet pidgeon, Poots."

[theerighthand]

[She glanced over very quickly.] You have a pet pigeon? [she disregarded the silly name quickly.] You lucky dog– I've always wanted some sort of domestic bird.. What's owning em like?

[meet-the-white-coat]

he chuckled as he sat on one of the chairs.

"mine's quite different from your everyday pidgeons but he's very easy to care for. he's loveable, gentle, and loyal. plus, he keeps clean. you'll only find random feathers higgly Piggly here and there. I would bring him out to show but he's not feeling his best right now and I don't want any mishaps between the two of you."

[theerighthand]

Oh, yeah of course, I gotcha. I've always wanted a mourning dive personally, not sure how good they are as pets though.. [she shrugged slightly, before slightly brushing off her jacket.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"they're quite lovely birds. I had one as a child and I can say they can be a bit of a hassle but are worth it."

he smiled as he crossed his legs and twiddled with a stray pen on his coffee table. (ooc- this gay ass mofo dfkjfghkrj)

[theerighthand]

Yeah? Guess when I'm all done retired from this I'll have to look into getting one. [She added, beginning to slightly stray, wandering around the house and kitchen specifically.]

I hate to be a bother but, do you have anything i could snack on?

(also ooc but he's so silly i love it)

[meet-the-white-coat]

There's some wild rumors goin' around about chu lately.. You heard what they're sayin about you, right?

"oh deary me!! rumors?!?! may I ask what of?! what could the others possibly have to say about a respectable medical professional such as I?"

his eyes are wide and his hand is on his chest maybe a little too dramatically. (guess that's what you get for being a theater kid in high school.... =v=)

[theerighthand]

Lotsa stuff.. [She'd squintily eye for any reddish stains on his clothing, speaking slowly at first.] Stuff about how you supposedly have this real unique way of disposing bodies, how the medical part of you is a cover up for something worse..

[She's really feeding into this for some reason, making it seem like there needs to be anticipation to tell someone of a rumor.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"well. don't be shy now. out with it! I can assure you these accusations are false angel cakes. I am a man of science and no more. If any bodies are in need of disposal I have them buried properly by the funeral services."

(bro is not taking chances with this lady lol)

[theerighthand]

Yeah, yeah im sure. [She discontinued her squinting eyes and returned to her more casual stance.] People are talking about you being a cannibal and whatnot– [She paused for a moment.] And, not to say anything offensive accidentally but– You dont exactly seem like it.. Maybe they're all wrong.

(Lol hes doing great convincing her anyways 🙂‍↕️)

[meet-the-white-coat]

"I assure you they are ma'am. to think they would say such awful things..."

he shook his head in disappointment.

"if I may be so bold to ask, was it just the hospital staff spreading the rumors or townsfolk?"

[theerighthand]

Oh, townsfolk. I avoid hospitals like the plague, no offense of course. You'll never catch me there till i'm in hospice.. But, just the townsfolk. Haven't been around the staff in ages. [She explained, shrugging softly.]

..Why? Is there a grudge against you from certain folks?

[meet-the-white-coat]

"possibly. humans are very odd creatures when it comes to hard feelings. most other species don't hold such hatred towards their own kind. I couldn't think of a reason why they would start such a morbid rumor...."

[theerighthand]

Hah, yeah I've got no idea why we do that.. But, ya know, You say humans almost like you aren't one or their somethin different, ya know?

[She joked, laughing softly. Honestly it was a bit of an alarm to her but,, maybe he just spoke very scientifically or.. something. She's internally making excuses for him.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"my verbage is merely for comparison purposes. like how text books will say 'humans do this while orcas do similar things'. yaknow? I am just as human as you or the old lady down the street."

he smiles a little as he adjusted his sweater before realizing they were still on his porch.

"where are my manners?!? come in! come in! a lady should not be kept out in this weather!"

[theerighthand]

[She paused for a second, surprised like she'd forgotten she was on the porch aswell. Slowly she shuffled inside, making sure to wipe her shoes if there was a mat or whatnot.]

Oh, please– Im not someone who's strict on manners or anything, don't apologize.

[meet-the-white-coat]

"no no! no lady should be left outside! my mother would have my head if she knew I let you stand out here for this long like a scatterbrained ofe!"

he chuckled as he shut the door behind them.

"would you like a glass of water?"

[theerighthand]

Ah, if it isn't an inconvenience for one, I certainly wouldn't mind a drink... But, in all sincerity. I'd rather you just invite me in because youd like to, not for etiquette.. If thats making any sense to you, aha.

[She turned away, avoiding a gaze. She felt like she was combating his manners with argumentative phrases.. Accidentally, of course.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"that makes plenty of sense to me ma'am. it'a honestly no biggie! I'm always eager to have guests."

he smiled as he slipped into his kitchen to fill a glass and came back.

"here ya go. should be cold."

[theerighthand]

Thanks– And yeah, its a nice place, by what I can see atleast. [She took the glass, taking a few gulps from it before motioning around the living room.]

Psh, Wish I could keep my room this clean everyday..

[meet-the-white-coat]

"you just happen to come on cleaning day. it usually looks much, much worse."

he chuckled as he fixed one of the photos on the wall.

"and cleaning day's a rare one when you never feel like doing deep cleans. the amount of stuff I forgot I had that I found today is crazy."

[theerighthand]

I swear there's always a routine– you start cleaning, find something and think back on it for 5 minutes, then repeat. [She laughed softly, drinking the rest of the glass before heading into the kitchen, setting it carefully in the sink.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"I suppose everyone has their own routine. I just wait til I can barely get around, freak out every five seconds, pick up this, get distracted by that. I could go on."

[theerighthand]

Yeah.. [She listened, nodding along before turning back and leaning against the wall in the walkway between the kitchen and living room.] So– What do you usually do when you arent cleaning or have folks over?

[meet-the-white-coat]

"what I do? normally i'm a very busy man when it comes to my research. but..."

he paused, thinking for a minute.

"I do enjoy quite a handful of things. like doodling or tending to my pet pidgeon, Poots."

[theerighthand]

[She glanced over very quickly.] You have a pet pigeon? [she disregarded the silly name quickly.] You lucky dog– I've always wanted some sort of domestic bird.. What's owning em like?

[meet-the-white-coat]

he chuckled as he sat on one of the chairs.

"mine's quite different from your everyday pidgeons but he's very easy to care for. he's loveable, gentle, and loyal. plus, he keeps clean. you'll only find random feathers higgly Piggly here and there. I would bring him out to show but he's not feeling his best right now and I don't want any mishaps between the two of you."

[theerighthand]

Oh, yeah of course, I gotcha. I've always wanted a mourning dive personally, not sure how good they are as pets though.. [she shrugged slightly, before slightly brushing off her jacket.]

[theerighthand]

Why did i think you and @herbertalovisa-taubenfreund talked before?

I mean, I dunno.. She seems nice enough, I wish I've talked to her I suppose.

[theerighthand]

The blu team destroyed everything.

- @tee-eff-2 sniper

They what?–

[theerighthand]

Thank you for your honesty, but I assure you, you wouldn't be asking me to change! It's simply a different way I choose to express myself!

But if your answer is still no, I respect that. I do hope we can be friends!

Oh, yeah, 'course we can still be friends!

[theerighthand]

Youre very good at thwarting my excuses for not coming off anon, huh?

Sigh . If my leige requests it, I must oblige..

Be warned . the tone of my blog is completely different . but if you like that better I can do that instead of the My Leige thing.

@meet-the-girlliker

I looked– I won't lie to you, I preferred the sincere, my leige, sort of thing- But your blog is how you truly choose to present yourself, and for me to ask of you to change that would be wrong on me— Erhm.. Look, I emplore you, confess your devotion to someone else, and this time don't delay revealing yourself.

[meet-the-white-coat]

There's some wild rumors goin' around about chu lately.. You heard what they're sayin about you, right?

"oh deary me!! rumors?!?! may I ask what of?! what could the others possibly have to say about a respectable medical professional such as I?"

his eyes are wide and his hand is on his chest maybe a little too dramatically. (guess that's what you get for being a theater kid in high school.... =v=)

[theerighthand]

Lotsa stuff.. [She'd squintily eye for any reddish stains on his clothing, speaking slowly at first.] Stuff about how you supposedly have this real unique way of disposing bodies, how the medical part of you is a cover up for something worse..

[She's really feeding into this for some reason, making it seem like there needs to be anticipation to tell someone of a rumor.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"well. don't be shy now. out with it! I can assure you these accusations are false angel cakes. I am a man of science and no more. If any bodies are in need of disposal I have them buried properly by the funeral services."

(bro is not taking chances with this lady lol)

[theerighthand]

Yeah, yeah im sure. [She discontinued her squinting eyes and returned to her more casual stance.] People are talking about you being a cannibal and whatnot– [She paused for a moment.] And, not to say anything offensive accidentally but– You dont exactly seem like it.. Maybe they're all wrong.

(Lol hes doing great convincing her anyways 🙂‍↕️)

[meet-the-white-coat]

"I assure you they are ma'am. to think they would say such awful things..."

he shook his head in disappointment.

"if I may be so bold to ask, was it just the hospital staff spreading the rumors or townsfolk?"

[theerighthand]

Oh, townsfolk. I avoid hospitals like the plague, no offense of course. You'll never catch me there till i'm in hospice.. But, just the townsfolk. Haven't been around the staff in ages. [She explained, shrugging softly.]

..Why? Is there a grudge against you from certain folks?

[meet-the-white-coat]

"possibly. humans are very odd creatures when it comes to hard feelings. most other species don't hold such hatred towards their own kind. I couldn't think of a reason why they would start such a morbid rumor...."

[theerighthand]

Hah, yeah I've got no idea why we do that.. But, ya know, You say humans almost like you aren't one or their somethin different, ya know?

[She joked, laughing softly. Honestly it was a bit of an alarm to her but,, maybe he just spoke very scientifically or.. something. She's internally making excuses for him.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"my verbage is merely for comparison purposes. like how text books will say 'humans do this while orcas do similar things'. yaknow? I am just as human as you or the old lady down the street."

he smiles a little as he adjusted his sweater before realizing they were still on his porch.

"where are my manners?!? come in! come in! a lady should not be kept out in this weather!"

[theerighthand]

[She paused for a second, surprised like she'd forgotten she was on the porch aswell. Slowly she shuffled inside, making sure to wipe her shoes if there was a mat or whatnot.]

Oh, please– Im not someone who's strict on manners or anything, don't apologize.

[meet-the-white-coat]

"no no! no lady should be left outside! my mother would have my head if she knew I let you stand out here for this long like a scatterbrained ofe!"

he chuckled as he shut the door behind them.

"would you like a glass of water?"

[theerighthand]

Ah, if it isn't an inconvenience for one, I certainly wouldn't mind a drink... But, in all sincerity. I'd rather you just invite me in because youd like to, not for etiquette.. If thats making any sense to you, aha.

[She turned away, avoiding a gaze. She felt like she was combating his manners with argumentative phrases.. Accidentally, of course.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"that makes plenty of sense to me ma'am. it'a honestly no biggie! I'm always eager to have guests."

he smiled as he slipped into his kitchen to fill a glass and came back.

"here ya go. should be cold."

[theerighthand]

Thanks– And yeah, its a nice place, by what I can see atleast. [She took the glass, taking a few gulps from it before motioning around the living room.]

Psh, Wish I could keep my room this clean everyday..

[meet-the-white-coat]

"you just happen to come on cleaning day. it usually looks much, much worse."

he chuckled as he fixed one of the photos on the wall.

"and cleaning day's a rare one when you never feel like doing deep cleans. the amount of stuff I forgot I had that I found today is crazy."

[theerighthand]

I swear there's always a routine– you start cleaning, find something and think back on it for 5 minutes, then repeat. [She laughed softly, drinking the rest of the glass before heading into the kitchen, setting it carefully in the sink.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"I suppose everyone has their own routine. I just wait til I can barely get around, freak out every five seconds, pick up this, get distracted by that. I could go on."

[theerighthand]

Yeah.. [She listened, nodding along before turning back and leaning against the wall in the walkway between the kitchen and living room.] So– What do you usually do when you arent cleaning or have folks over?

[meet-the-white-coat]

"what I do? normally i'm a very busy man when it comes to my research. but..."

he paused, thinking for a minute.

"I do enjoy quite a handful of things. like doodling or tending to my pet pidgeon, Poots."

[theerighthand]

[She glanced over very quickly.] You have a pet pigeon? [she disregarded the silly name quickly.] You lucky dog– I've always wanted some sort of domestic bird.. What's owning em like?

[theerighthand]

Sigh... perhaps... but I don't even know if you like people of my gender my leige 💔

Ah, uh– So, I dont really care about gender when it comes to anything. I'm just a tad queer..

[meet-the-white-coat]

There's some wild rumors goin' around about chu lately.. You heard what they're sayin about you, right?

"oh deary me!! rumors?!?! may I ask what of?! what could the others possibly have to say about a respectable medical professional such as I?"

his eyes are wide and his hand is on his chest maybe a little too dramatically. (guess that's what you get for being a theater kid in high school.... =v=)

[theerighthand]

Lotsa stuff.. [She'd squintily eye for any reddish stains on his clothing, speaking slowly at first.] Stuff about how you supposedly have this real unique way of disposing bodies, how the medical part of you is a cover up for something worse..

[She's really feeding into this for some reason, making it seem like there needs to be anticipation to tell someone of a rumor.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"well. don't be shy now. out with it! I can assure you these accusations are false angel cakes. I am a man of science and no more. If any bodies are in need of disposal I have them buried properly by the funeral services."

(bro is not taking chances with this lady lol)

[theerighthand]

Yeah, yeah im sure. [She discontinued her squinting eyes and returned to her more casual stance.] People are talking about you being a cannibal and whatnot– [She paused for a moment.] And, not to say anything offensive accidentally but– You dont exactly seem like it.. Maybe they're all wrong.

(Lol hes doing great convincing her anyways 🙂‍↕️)

[meet-the-white-coat]

"I assure you they are ma'am. to think they would say such awful things..."

he shook his head in disappointment.

"if I may be so bold to ask, was it just the hospital staff spreading the rumors or townsfolk?"

[theerighthand]

Oh, townsfolk. I avoid hospitals like the plague, no offense of course. You'll never catch me there till i'm in hospice.. But, just the townsfolk. Haven't been around the staff in ages. [She explained, shrugging softly.]

..Why? Is there a grudge against you from certain folks?

[meet-the-white-coat]

"possibly. humans are very odd creatures when it comes to hard feelings. most other species don't hold such hatred towards their own kind. I couldn't think of a reason why they would start such a morbid rumor...."

[theerighthand]

Hah, yeah I've got no idea why we do that.. But, ya know, You say humans almost like you aren't one or their somethin different, ya know?

[She joked, laughing softly. Honestly it was a bit of an alarm to her but,, maybe he just spoke very scientifically or.. something. She's internally making excuses for him.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"my verbage is merely for comparison purposes. like how text books will say 'humans do this while orcas do similar things'. yaknow? I am just as human as you or the old lady down the street."

he smiles a little as he adjusted his sweater before realizing they were still on his porch.

"where are my manners?!? come in! come in! a lady should not be kept out in this weather!"

[theerighthand]

[She paused for a second, surprised like she'd forgotten she was on the porch aswell. Slowly she shuffled inside, making sure to wipe her shoes if there was a mat or whatnot.]

Oh, please– Im not someone who's strict on manners or anything, don't apologize.

[meet-the-white-coat]

"no no! no lady should be left outside! my mother would have my head if she knew I let you stand out here for this long like a scatterbrained ofe!"

he chuckled as he shut the door behind them.

"would you like a glass of water?"

[theerighthand]

Ah, if it isn't an inconvenience for one, I certainly wouldn't mind a drink... But, in all sincerity. I'd rather you just invite me in because youd like to, not for etiquette.. If thats making any sense to you, aha.

[She turned away, avoiding a gaze. She felt like she was combating his manners with argumentative phrases.. Accidentally, of course.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"that makes plenty of sense to me ma'am. it'a honestly no biggie! I'm always eager to have guests."

he smiled as he slipped into his kitchen to fill a glass and came back.

"here ya go. should be cold."

[theerighthand]

Thanks– And yeah, its a nice place, by what I can see atleast. [She took the glass, taking a few gulps from it before motioning around the living room.]

Psh, Wish I could keep my room this clean everyday..

[meet-the-white-coat]

"you just happen to come on cleaning day. it usually looks much, much worse."

he chuckled as he fixed one of the photos on the wall.

"and cleaning day's a rare one when you never feel like doing deep cleans. the amount of stuff I forgot I had that I found today is crazy."

[theerighthand]

I swear there's always a routine– you start cleaning, find something and think back on it for 5 minutes, then repeat. [She laughed softly, drinking the rest of the glass before heading into the kitchen, setting it carefully in the sink.]

[meet-the-white-coat]

"I suppose everyone has their own routine. I just wait til I can barely get around, freak out every five seconds, pick up this, get distracted by that. I could go on."

[theerighthand]

Yeah.. [She listened, nodding along before turning back and leaning against the wall in the walkway between the kitchen and living room.] So– What do you usually do when you arent cleaning or have folks over?