by People. Noise. Filth.
Ines bit her lip, trying to notice everything she possibly could. Most of which was filth. Everywhere- thrown onto the pavements, discarded in the middle of the roads, tossed into a pile. Cigarette butts scattered around the ground. And no one seemed to care. No one was pausing to clean up- why was no one stopping?
She'd walked through Lazarus Square too many times, now. It was starting to stress her out, all of the dirt that festered there. The Hrabrost heaved a sigh, her hand curling around the black bin bag she was carrying. This was going to be a long and painful job. But it had to be done- no one else was doing it.
She frowned down at a crisp packet by her feet, before picking it up with a rubbish pincer and dumping it in her the bag.
One down- how many more to go?
Ines bit her lip, trying to notice everything she possibly could. Most of which was filth. Everywhere- thrown onto the pavements, discarded in the middle of the roads, tossed into a pile. Cigarette butts scattered around the ground. And no one seemed to care. No one was pausing to clean up- why was no one stopping?
She'd walked through Lazarus Square too many times, now. It was starting to stress her out, all of the dirt that festered there. The Hrabrost heaved a sigh, her hand curling around the black bin bag she was carrying. This was going to be a long and painful job. But it had to be done- no one else was doing it.
She frowned down at a crisp packet by her feet, before picking it up with a rubbish pincer and dumping it in her the bag.
One down- how many more to go?
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