Quoted By:
χ Clover Beets χ
“There’s really nothing too special in here, but feel free to make yourself at home.” Melissa unlocks the door to the old detective’s office and steps in. Clover follows.
The room was more spacious than she’d expected, but it was still just a single room. The scarfed girl messes with a lamp in the corner, before it clicks on, bathing the office in a warm light. A robust oak desk is the centerpiece of the room, with two basic chairs before it. Behind the desk is a large, comfortable-looking leather chair, fancy enough to be able to spin. There’s a plastic palm tree in one corner for some reason, and an empty coat-rack in a different corner. Some files and papers are scattered on the desk, and there are a few miscellaneous items on it as well, including a fake wooden pipe, a few picture frames, and an old teddy bear. A faint layer of dust coats everything.
Melissa flops back onto the leather chair with a huff. She leans back, putting her hands behind her head. “At least this chair is still as comfortable as always.”
Clover walks around and peers at the picture frames, curious as to their contents. It was just a bunch of random cats. “Bleh. You should get dog pictures instead!”
“Hey, now, don’t make fun of those guys too much. They were my first clients, after all.” Melissa slowly spins the chair, looking around at her old office space. “Missing cats were usually fun to find.”
