I love being the last one out of the shop. Last night I had just left the shop when I remembered that I had left my cell phone charger and, when I got back into the shop, I found myself surrounded by slumbering beasts of burden. The GB5 squatted there on the counter with its two eerily glowing oval eyes. The Clover persistantly reminded me to "Stir in cleaner" while the water tower and the Anfim peeked at me with their little red eyes. In the dark I could feel them poised and ready to spring into action.
But it was late, I had missed the last bus, and I had a long, cold walk home ahead of me.