Sixth Floor Ball Pit; Wednesday Evening [ 05/09 ].

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Since the attempts of getting a good photograph at work was pretty much a failure, Britta was actually feeling a little bit glad that she had oh-so-handwavily promised to show Frank the ball pit she mentioned at the picnic. She did wonder why someone would need to be shown a ball pit; it was pretty easy to find. But, on the other hand, she also wouldn't be surprised if Frank had somehow managed to hurt himself on a plastic colorful ball, so if anything, she was there to supervise.

"So, there you have it," she said, gesturing toward the large pit filled with balls, just as the name and her earlier description would suggest, "the ball pit."


[[ Frank modded with permission and open ball pit is so totally open ]]