友 𝓔njin ⁰¹

Enjin sighed, parking the car in a safe area. It was supposed to be quick: they were just going to Canvas Town for a spell and then returning to continue the mission. Yes, Terra's forecast for today predicted a trash storm; it was to be expected. However, it started earlier than anticipated, forcing them to stop until it was over.

The Cleaners' battered car felt slightly uncomfortable with fewer people. Zanka shifted in her seat, positioning her cane where it wouldn't be in the way. This was going to take some time. Enjin rested his chin on the steering wheel, glancing sideways at Zanka. Well, they were the only ones there; they just had to kill time somehow.

"Ugh..." he grumbled childishly. "And here I was wanting to finish the mission as quickly as possible..."
The sharp sound of objects hitting the ground was barely softened inside the vehicle. Enjin rummaged through his pockets, pulling out a pack of cigarettes.