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>You continued chatting with her about random stuff, waiting for your colleague to arrive.
>Your phone began to buzz
>"I'm here. Come on over and help me with the door," he said.
>You raised yourself from the couch and went outside
>He has attached the door to the roof of the car.
>You helped him with getting the door off the roof and to the house.
>He returned to the car for the bag of shrimp.
>"Here are the shrimp you ordered. Why did you need those anyway? He said while handing you over the bag of seafood.
>"Well, she can't really eat most human food, and shrimp seemed to me as the closest to what Salazzles are supposed to eat." You answered.
>"Let me guess. Bugs?" He asked.
>"Bugs." You confirmed.
>"Either way, it's time to install this door."
>The Salazzle was looking at the two of you from the end of the corridor.
>You approached her with the bag of shrimp.
>As you approached her, her tail started to wag and smacked on the wall.
>She was a bit embarrassed and stepped on her own tail to stop it from wagging.
>"So where should I put this?" you asked her.
>She led you to a freezer.
>It was full of food, and in a way it was hard to find a place for those shrimp.
>As soon as you managed to fit it in, your colleague called you over to help with the door.
>He could have done it alone, and you kind of wanted him to do it solo because you did all the emotional labor today.
>Then again, he did need to arrest that guy for driving under the influence and drive him to the station.
>Either way, you already spent enough time here and needed to get going despite enjoying talking to the Salazzle about random stuff.
>"So... Uhh... Sorry for the door," you said to the Salazzle watching the two of you work.