Scrubbing along the floors, Ritsuka hadn't been paying much attention to where he went. In school, he'd helped clean the classrooms so this wasn't so much different. Except for the part where a lot of people were injured, some people weren't helping (although that happened at school, too), they weren't all the same age, and he still couldn't hear. So it was pretty different to be honest. At least he didn't have bandages on anymore.
Someone with red hair moved over for him and Ritsuka glanced up in time to catch the guy talking to him. With him so close it was hard to miss what he said, but it was still difficult to hear. After a momentary pause to put all the pieces together, Ritsuka sighed and pushed his scrub broom across the floor a little harder than necessary. "If that's what you want to call it. I think it's pretty stupid."
The only saving factor of the morning was that this guy wasn't new. It was hard to miss hair like his and so Ritsuka remembered seeing him around. He stopped cleaning for a moment and leaned on the handle of the broom, looking at the older man. He didn't seem to be more than in his 20s. "Aren't you a little upset that we have to clean up an already clean room?"
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Someone with red hair moved over for him and Ritsuka glanced up in time to catch the guy talking to him. With him so close it was hard to miss what he said, but it was still difficult to hear. After a momentary pause to put all the pieces together, Ritsuka sighed and pushed his scrub broom across the floor a little harder than necessary. "If that's what you want to call it. I think it's pretty stupid."
The only saving factor of the morning was that this guy wasn't new. It was hard to miss hair like his and so Ritsuka remembered seeing him around. He stopped cleaning for a moment and leaned on the handle of the broom, looking at the older man. He didn't seem to be more than in his 20s. "Aren't you a little upset that we have to clean up an already clean room?"