Diary of a Toy - Day 9 (Patreon)

Day 9

It’s only been one week since I saw Lady Z in person last, but I can’t wait to see her again. Every time I spot something flying through the sky, I anxiously press my face to the window to see if it’s her. This may sound desperate, which, okay, it is, but she actually makes frequent trips here. Sometimes twice in one day.

She seems to make a lot of trips in particular to mansion 5, but it’s hard to say. She moves so fast, and if she’s not running, I have a hard time tracking her due to the lack of a dust plume. I wonder what the difference between the mansions is.

I tried to find out from some of my fellow tenants. It’s kind of hard to think of them as co-workers. My workload, while “heavy,” mostly consists of doing things I was already doing before I came to Zenterprise—that is to say, internet stalking Lady Z all the time.

None of them gave me a straight answer. Responses ranging from “Consider yourself lucky,” to “I wish I could go to mansion 5…” wistfully, to “I have no idea.” What happened to the values that Zenterprise purported to headhunt in their employees? I hoped I wasn’t in a mansion of rejects…