Niccolo and i were assigned to cleaning the bathroom after a "incident".
No i will not elaborate don't ask.
Walking there was the easiest part, as it was simply located on the second floor in the two story asylum.
The second worst part was trying to convince polo to join in.
" Come on polo our arms are sore."
I whined at the purple imaginary friend. It had been a long day and polo was making it longer. "I refuse to lay my hands on such filth!" He declared first pointing at the bath and then pointing at the stalls. "ESPECIALLY THOSE!" The friend shuddered in visible disgust.
Niccolo glared at polo before turning them onto me. "Just leave him alone anthony, i've been with him since I was little. Well... Littler he hasn't and likely won't help with this."
Now it was my turn to glare at polo. Eventually glaring became boring and I didn't want to miss lunch so niccolo and me zoomed through the punishment.