[ WP ] You are the janitor that has to clean up after Mortal Kombat fights .

`` *Finish Him! *'' 
 
 `` NO! For God's sake, no! Who the fuck is that voi --'' 
 
 *Blargghh* 
 
 `` God dammit.'' 
 
 Tom started to push his mop bucket to the amorphous slop that laid across from him. `` *Never again will I take a job from Craigslist*.'' he thought as he opened a fresh-laundry scented trash bag. It's not that the scent actually *did* anything for the smell after a few minutes; but, anything that made the job easier was something Tom was willing to pay extra for. 
 
 `` Did you not hear me?'' asked Tom, trying to contain his contempt for Scorpion. 
 
 `` Uh, what?'' 
 
 `` Before.'' Tom started, gesturing to where he was just standing. `` Did you not hear me?'' repeated Tom, annunciating every word a little too distinctly to have any chance at hiding his frustration. 
 
 `` Yeah, bro. Sorry about that. It's just that -- like, I heard the voice and then, you know, I, uh, I *finished* him.'' Scorpion replied. 
 
 `` Scorp, you do n't *have* to listen to the guy. You're your own man.'' Tom said, easing his tone. `` Who the fuck is this guy anyways? I see this shadow and then it just runs away. 
 
 `` It's Chuck.'' 
 
 `` Chuck?'' 
 
 `` Yeah, Chuck.'' 
 
 `` Chuck from accounting, Chuck?'' 
 
 `` Yeah. His family is going through a rough patch. I feel badly for him, man. His wife has cancer or something. He's trying to get some extra hours to pay for -- you're not going to put that in the bag with the rest of the stuff, are you?'' asked Scorpion. 
 
 Tom looked down the limb that he was about to put into the trash bag. 
 
 `` A leg?'' Tom asked. 
 
 `` Well, it has the metal piece attached to it'' 
 
 `` Well, yeah. You stuck it in him, Scorp.'' 
 
 `` Ca n't you, like -- do n't those things get recycled or something? 
 
 Tom looked back at Scorpion with narrowing eyes, honestly confused at what was happening. 
 
 `` What?'' 
 
 `` Like, scrap metal or something? Ca n't they recycle that?'' 
 
 `` I'll talk to you later, Scorp.'' 
 
 `` Are you goi --'' 
 
 `` I'LL TALK TO YOU LATER.'' Tom shouted. 
 
 `` Whatever, bro.'' Scorpion sneered. As he started to walk away, Tom heard him muttering something about the environment and the children. 
 
 *I fucking hate this job* 

