Floro took a bike to work, Imagine lmao. Anyways once he showed up he had his cleaning supplies and weedwacker ready. Floro gave a little knock on the RV. "Is this the Fries residence."
"You bet darn it is! Who are ye?" Said the voice coming from inside.
"Floro, Floro Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way The Second, the guy you hired to clean your driveway?"
"What the hell is a dementia ray-vuhn?" He said while the RV door opened, revealing... It was not a fat hillbilly.... It was a man in a pot hat in a suit!
He stopped faking his accent. "Name's Murder, MurderFries. Come inside if you don't mind."
Floro stepped in, as Fries was leading him to an underground base. "I thought... I was cleaning your driveway?"
"Sorry kid, you took the bait." As Floro looked around the huge, underground base, he noticed a silhouette sitting at a desk in the back.
Floro tugged on Fries, "Who is that?"
"Oh, just a co-worker."
"I thought you owned this company thing or whatever. Who's your boss then-"
"DON'T TALK ABOUT THAT!" Fries exclaimed, startling the lad.
"Oh will you just shut up and tell him the basics?" The voice, coming from the silhouette from earlier.
CRAAAAAAAAASH!
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Floro: Man on a mission
RomanceHired by the weird hillbillies in a RV car, will he get his mission done in exchange for his desires?
