Janitor was doing what he did best, mop the exact same spot for a hour and a half, really at this point he was just avoiding doing work as best he could, which was strange as the person he was working for, well, working for was kind of a strange way of putting it, it was more, she had adopted the entire species as a whole, and none of them had a problem with it, anyway, due to the fact she was nice enough to actually let them hang around, they decided it would be best if they helped out in whatever way they could, he had been landed with floor duty, fun! What he didnt get told to do however, was cushion the massive teal bloods rear if she fell, which she just had, and was currently pressing him down onto the floor with said rear as she groaned, rubbing her back as she sat up, cursing at whoever had left the floor wet and had not put up a sign, the sign in question was stuck to her foot, oops.
Janitor: What’s up?
J.D.: Be careful here. Don’t give him anything. Nothing. What is up with you, man?
Janitor: I always get this way in the fall, you know? Summer’s gone, the days are shorter. It just makes me feel so… what’s the word?
Janitor: Yes, that’s it. I’m a janitor, so I couldn’t think of the word ‘sad.’ I was gonna say ‘it makes me feel so mop.’
J.D.: Let me explain. I…
Janitor: Go ahead. I’m mopping.
J.D.: Maybe I shouldn’t bother.
Janitor: Maybe you mopn’t.
Scrubs: Janitor and John Dorian - 02x04 My Big Mouth
The bell had rung a few minutes ago and you were walking
down the halls to the cafeteria where you would meet you friends for lunch.
Someone grabbed your arm, yanking you harshly to the side
and making you almost trip over your own feet.
“What the fuck?” You screeched, recovering yourself from
your almost fall. You heard a door shut, and once your eyes readjusted; you
could see a semi familiar blonde quiff. The place smelled like vinegar and dust
bunnies, and you realized it was the janitor’s closet.
“Luke! What the hell?” You screeched, his face clearer now
that you got used to the dark.
Luke Hemmings was not your friend; he was more of an acquaintance.
You guys hung out once and a while, with mutual friends and you would be lying
if you said that you weren’t insanely attracted to him, but that was beyond the
He placed a finger on your lips, his eyes wide. “Shh Y/N, we
have to be quiet.” He whispered, he was close enough that you could feel his
breath on your face.
“What are you doing?” You mumbled against his finger, much
quieter this time.
He took a step back away from me, running his hand through
his hair. “I uh, the vice-principal is kinda looking for me.” He said
sheepishly, looking back at you again.
“What did you do?” You said with a little laugh. Of course
he was in trouble.
“I got called out for skipping, and then I talked back to
the principal when they left me alone I kinda left. Now they’re looking for me.”
You laughed harder this time, leaning against the door
behind you and crossing your arms. “You’re so stupid. But what does this have
to do with me?”
“I don’t know. I was lonely in here and I saw you walk by.” He
said, a small smile playing on his lips.
“We’re not even friends.” You scoffed. Ready to get out and leave.
The smell was making you light headed.
“You don’t seem too pleased to be in here with me Y/N.” He said
“I never said that Hemmings.” You said in the same tone.
“Then what are you saying?” He said, taking another step
closer to you. He was now close enough to you that you could once again smell
his grape bubble gum.
You didn’t say anything because you were currently focused
on his hands that were holding onto your waist. He moved in even closer,
leaning down slightly so that you were on a closer level.
“We’re probably going to be in here for a while, Y/N. Can I
tell you a secret?”
You simply nodded, waiting for his answer. “I’ve always kind
of had a small crush on you.” Luke said in a quiet voice.
“You know what Hemmings? Same.” You said, standing up on
“Can I kiss you?” He said, so quietly that you always didn’t
hear him. Instead of answering him, you tilted you head up so that your lips
His lipring felt different against you lips, but good
different. You could fell his lips quirk up in a smile, and he pressed up
closer to you.
You arched your back to be closer to him and brought your
hands to his broad shoulders, one of his hands running through his hair.
“I’m glad that you were the first person I saw walk by.”
Luke mumbled lips moving down to your neck.
sorry i just kinda had to write this, i know that some of you guys send in requests and im sorry
So last year my high school drama club ran a haunted house at one of the district elementary schools. We each were in charge of doing a separate room (mine was an electric chair). The room next too mine was an exorcism room with my friend in a black morph suit doing random contortions and they decorated the room with pentagrams, cobwebs, candles and words on the wall like “death”. The two nights that we did it were a smash hit in our town and so many people enjoyed it. This year the schools PTA wanted us too do it again so today we went to tour the hallway we use and pick out our rooms. When we opened up this room we were delighted too see that the demonic symbols and some cobwebs were left untouched. I can’t help but wonder what the janitors or maybe a wandering 10 year old must have thought if they have seen this in the past year. Obviously there is some satanic worship going on in this school.