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“Ugh, what an exhausting trip.” Leela sighed to herself as she stepped
under the cool, water. Leela relaxed by putting on some music, one of her
favourite tunes, and sung along pleasantly to it. She felt the tension and
heat swollen up inside her release as her voice rose into chorus. This song
always made her smile, and she needed to, an awful lot had happened on the
delivery. Aside from it being unbearably hot, Bender got swallowed by a mud
monster and Fry kept asking, “Are we there yet?” every two minutes. Once
they managed to save Bender from the jaws of death and Fry’s nagging
stopped with the end of the delivery Leela was relieved, but she still
couldn’t wait to get home and put her feet up after this tiring day.

Once the last dregs of dirt were chased down the drain, Leela got out of
the shower and towel dried herself from the head down. It wasn’t until she
started drying her arms that she felt something was different. “Where’s my
bracelet?” Leela asked herself as she gripped her wrist suddenly. With the
same shock she would have if she had lost her hand entirely. “OH NO!” Leela
cried, diving back into the shower, clawing at the drain desperately. “It
couldn’t have gone down the drain, it couldn’t!” After a short while spent
on her hands and knees, Leela stood up and tried to find her composure.
Taking a deep breath, “Now relax, Leela, think.” Leela always took her
bracelet off before she went in the water, it was just habit. Unless she’d
been distracted this time.

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