first entrance!
You know what sucks? Having to stay late after school to clean the practice rooms, that is what sucks. Every day. It's been so long since Duck hasn't had to stay late to clean the practice rooms that she's almost forgotten when the last time was that she got to go home straight after class.
So you can't really blame Duck for hanging her head and dragging her feet as she waddles through the door, bucket and mop in tow, and starts to scrub the floor.
You can't even really blame her for taking about five minutes to figure out that hey, the practice room doesn't usually have chairs in it, and looking up -
"- QWA-"
- and hastily covering her mouth with her hands, letting the bucket and mop drop as she stares.
Well, maybe you can blame her a little. But keen observance is not really one of Duck's strong suits.
So you can't really blame Duck for hanging her head and dragging her feet as she waddles through the door, bucket and mop in tow, and starts to scrub the floor.
You can't even really blame her for taking about five minutes to figure out that hey, the practice room doesn't usually have chairs in it, and looking up -
"- QWA-"
- and hastily covering her mouth with her hands, letting the bucket and mop drop as she stares.
Well, maybe you can blame her a little. But keen observance is not really one of Duck's strong suits.