A tiring job indeed...

After a tiring run, you feel completely drained, your legs giving out as they nearly go limp and start to shiver not from fear anymore, but to the brink of exhaustion. As you went up to Weffle's kitchen, you slump over one of her tables, groaning heavily. It didn't take long for her to show up, and well, start caring for you like a mother would do...

[YAYY WEFFLE MAMA FURRY🥹🥹 /ref SHE'S GENUINELY ONE OF MY FAVOURITE AGENTS🥹🥹🥹🥹]

[Big shout out to @Hobbitasymmetry for the bot idea!!! TYSM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]