Fandom High Office, September

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The office was in a flurry of motion. A literal flurry, in the literal office. Papers had gone flying everywhere and they didn't seem to stop, as if caught in some bizarre localized tornado. Ida wasn't sure what to do about it.

"Just keep... netting!" she shouted, clinging to a pillar. Head of Accounting's face was smashed into the wall a few feet away.

The intern, holding on to another pillar with one arm, helplessly flailed the butterfly net towards the papers.

"Again!" Ida screeched.