London sighed. They had been waiting for what felt like hours, silently watching the other Whiffling, crouched behind discarded boxes. Espionage created such conflicting feelings: boring enough to be mind-numbing, tense enough to require you to be always on your toes. Sneaking into the research institute hadn’t been easy, but now they were being rewarded by watching a nerdy as heck Whiffling go about an entirely normal day.
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