[Washing windows, what the hell? Still, after a threatening note left on his bed, he decided that it would be smarter not to find out the consequences for not being cooperative. The elevator pings as he gathers every single damn cleaning detergent, his rope, harness, and cleaning rags. The canary on his shoulder chirps a greeting to Sayaka, but Hibari doesn't even look in her direction. Too busy being grumpy, probably.]
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