JASON’S GUN
"Disgusting!" With a cold sneer, Anthony who stood over one of the water closets in the Nostalgia Cinema restroom stalls said.

He had a plunger in one hand and a toilet scrubber in the other, throwing his face to the side and smacking his tongue in disgust when he saw it.

There was a single big piece of turd floating in the middle of the water, staring at him and he couldn't help but curse whoever left it there.

Frowning and rolling his eyes, he turned around to close the stall door, locked it then went on to take care of business.

He flushed multiple times but the turd refused to sink, remaining afloat on the surface after all the excess water had gone down.

"Shit!" He cursed after what he did only scattered it into smaller pieces, making it more difficult to flush and his work more difficult now.

Anthony concluded that something must be blocking the pipes, so he huffed and rolled his eyes exasperatedly, knowing what was needed of him to do and he wasn't happy about it.

He ro
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