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Y/N POV
"Hey, Jambo" I greet the cat as I lean onto the front desk. "What floor is Schlatt on? He told me to meet him outside the meeting room but I don't know which floor that's on" I explain to him. Jambo meows and I totally understand what it means. "Ah, yeah.. mhm" I nod. "Could you like, write it down-- just so I don't forget or anything"
Jambo presses one of his buttons. "Yes" He then opens a drawer with his teeth, he bites into a paper and places it on the desk before closing the drawer with his head. He drags an ink pad closer to him and then hits another button. "Help. Help. Help" He spams the button.
"Ah," I lean over and open the pad of ink for him. Jambo then begins to paint on the paper with his paw. I thought this cat was gonna be literate but being an artist is pretty sick too I guess. When he finishes his ink painting, he bites into the paper again and lifts it up, passing it to me. "Uhh, thank you" I mutter as my eyes scan the paper, trying to understand what it was. Jambo steps onto a button.
"Leave. Leave. Woman"
"Didn't expect you to have a button with that word.." I roll my eyes and walk off towards the elevator. I press the call button for the elevator while I continue to try and figure out what the drawing was. The elevator doors slide open and I step inside. I turn to face the buttons and notice the similarity to the drawing. "Ohh," I whisper. I stare at the paper and then glance up at the buttons, my eyes lower down to the floor and I notice a small hidden door. I crouch down and open it, seeing a small button. "What the hell?" I look at the picture and see it was also in the drawing, and a paw was smacked onto it like Blue's Clues. I press the button and the doors begin to shut.
What I immediately notice, is the elevator begins to descend, I had thought I was on the bottom floor but I guess there's a basement. Suspicious. It doesn't take long for the elevator to stop and the doors to slide open, revealing a whole new floor. I step out and look around the long hallway that was decorated with a plant next to each door. A gold plate was bolted on the wall near every visible door, saying what it was used for. Negotiation room. Bathroom. Doesn't he have ten whole floors for these types of rooms? Why does he need a basement?
I hear laughter. "What? There's no way you actually told him that!" It was familiar. My hearts drops when I realize it was Aztro's voice. Shit.
"I did! Because he kept saying I had something in my mustache, I do not!" An unfamiliar voice scoffs.
"Ah, well.. you do have a bit of poo in your mustache sometimes, Lark" Aztro agrees with whoever they were talking about. I watch them turn the corner, not spotting me because as soon as I can see the two, an arm wraps around my torso and yanks me around another corner. "What the fuck? Did you see that?" She asks Lark.
