Sent by Ink

Back To The Bustling Days Pt.3

  I relished in his music, until I heard the shattering of something. Ugh. Must be those ink pipes mentioned in Wally's tape some point in game...Sammy looked like an angel that stumbled into hell for the first time, but I knew these ink pipe bursts are definitely not the first time. The icy blue fire returned to his eyes, as he slammed onto the piano's innocent keys in violent frustration, as the keys let out a groan of protest. 

  "It's ALWAYS those god forsaken pipes! I swear, if this happens one more...ONE MORE TIME, I will burn down Joey's door myself." He ranted. But which door? I mused. The office door or the door to his house? Or perhaps the entrance to Joey Drew Studios?

  "So, which door do you want to burn? Y'know, Mr. Drew owns loads of doors." I jokingly suggested, as his scowl became more and more prominent, "Would you like to burn his office door, or..." 

  "WILL. YOU. JUST. SHUT. UP. " He brings out a dangerous edge in his sleek voice. This must be the prelude to the explosion. I backed away from the piano. 

  "This, is LITERALLY the THIRD one today!!" He roared, the dark circles under his eyes making him look more fearsome, "And I simply cannot put up with all this. First you fainted, but I cannot arrive in time because the hellish band has the attention span of a goldfish, and an ink pipe bursted in the break room, causing everyone to go and investigate." He then glared at me. 

"Then while I savour the ONLY break I have today, ANOTHER cursed ink pipe bursted in my office and my own sister just kept making jokes upon my frustration!" He finished his rant dramatically. 

  Then, he walked out of his sanctuary with me following close behind, and we arrived at his office. It's not a large room, but not too small either. Just a bit crammed. A writing desk with an ink-splattered, unfinished score was in the centre, and various instruments surrounded the desk. The walls and floor are splattered with ink as well, but luckily, someone's already cleaning up the mess.  

  "No need to worry, Mr. Lawrence! I got the office covered, and it'll be spotless. Just you wait!" He cheerily declared, then whispered, "But seriously, if these ink pipes burst again, I'm outta here!" And just through one single phrase, I know this guy is definitely Wally Franks, the "I'm Outta Here" Janitor. 

  He has tan skin, and a rather round face, along with curly hair. He seemed to be in his early twenties. The uniform here for men must be trousers and suspenders, as I can see him wearing them as well, just like Mr. Polk and Sammy. 

  As Wally "battles" the ink splatters in the room with his mop, like a knight fighting a dragon in those fairytales, I can't help but muse: Wally's mop is definitely his sword.