As my heart pitter-pattered into fantasy, the office park was going through some major changes. It took a while for me to notice the extent because I was too busy daydreaming of what my mystery lover might look like and how a life with them would magically coalesce out of my sheer desire for it to do so. It wasn't until Zig, Zag, and Zip came running to me with wild eyes and fear-filled hearts that the situation really registered.
"People are leaving..." Zip said.
"...and not coming back!" Zag finished.
"No more chips on the ground," Zig said hanging his head.
"We'll all starve," Zag said.
"Unless they call the Sprayer Man first," Zip said shaking.
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