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It's 5 O'Clock Somewhere (Mobotropolis) |
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By: Mallow the Rabbit Date: September 22, 2017, 1:43 pm |
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Evening fell upon the newly renovated Mobotropolis as the real |
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life of the city awakened; folks were clocking out of work, some |
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were clocking in; one mobian, in particular, was part of the |
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former crowd. Work at the physical center had been long, while |
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he was adjusting to his new life as a physical therapist, he |
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found himself longing for the stage, but the truth of the matter |
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was that dancing, while glamorous and fun, it didn't pay well; |
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and in this world, some sacrifices had to be made if you were |
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going to afford to live decently in it. |
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Mallow opened the door to the convenience store, a rather |
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drained continence hung in the air as he grabbed a basket and |
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meandered through the linoleum aisles as various items of food |
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and stuff eventually found their way in his possession, along |
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with a foot long vegetarian sub, and a six-pack of the seasonal |
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special for hard cider. He placed his load on the counter and a |
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card swipe later, the rabbit left the store with his food. |
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Bags in tow, Mallow walked down the street towards the direction |
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of his apartment, which was not that far, but his empty stomach |
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demanded that a park bench would make for a more convenient |
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place for eating. The sun had not set quite yet, and the park |
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had not become the spooky jungle of night crime it usually was, |
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so that's where the world found Mallow, dining at a park table, |
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alone, with only a sandwich and strong drink for company, and |
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his thoughts of his mentor and friend on his mind. He missed |
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that black hedgehog; the rabbit still wasn't sure what happened, |
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the past couple of years were a blur, as was his last mission |
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with the team, all he knew was that somehow, he was back home, |
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and the next thing he knew, he was changing careers. |
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'I wonder what he's up to?' He thought to himself, wishing there |
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was a way he could contact Shadow again. |
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