“NNnope! The fourth wall was made to be broken, my friend!”
“Hmph.”
The Repairman continued digging through his toolbox before pulling out duct tape, nails, boards, a hammer, and a power drill all at once. He was clearly trying to out-pace the clown.
“Right, you keep going with that, and I’ll get my job done, thank you!”
He giggles mischievously. The fourth wall was his favorite target!
“Hey man, I’m just letting these lovely readers know that you’re job and service should be appreciated!”
“Oh, that’s fine, just…”
He slowly turned to look up at the clown.
“…You’re not gonna stop, are you?” he asked, resigning himself to his fate.
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“So YOU’RE the guy I’m keeping in business!”
He looks to the readers, “Appreciate him, folks! His job’s pretty rough!”
“Thanks for understand–hey!”
He sighed and shook his head. He had encountered this before.
Taking a deep breath, he tried to keep himself in check.
“All right, look, this isn’t the only place I gotta be today, so if you could at least wait a bit, that’d be nice…”
He produced his cart, with two toolboxes on the bottom shelf and a snoozing Marie on the top. After a brief check to make sure her headphones and sleeping mask were on, he pulled the red toolbox and began to sift through it.
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