My bin overfloweth.

Teddy went tidying.

Not much was safe. Certainly not in the resource room. Three full black bags of old materials went.

Only two were meant to go. There was a plastic crate of stuff that he thought he'd show to someone else to see if they wanted his junk. But the his full cup of coffee leapt into midair, and emptied itself into said crate.

Oh well, thought Teddy. Three bags it is.

And so, three bags it was.

Ruthless Teddy