Not busy like normal busy.
Busy like a chicken running around at the top of a cliff with its head under its arm, wide-eyed, squawking madly.
One more ask and I’ll throw myself over!
One more and I’m gone!
Busy like that.

Not busy like normal busy.
Busy like a chicken running around at the top of a cliff with its head under its arm, wide-eyed, squawking madly.
One more ask and I’ll throw myself over!
One more and I’m gone!
Busy like that.