if i truly meant to trap the rogue orange artist, i should have tainted the pen with permanent dye or set up a secret hidden camera.
instead, i simply labeled my orange, as i always do, and left it in the breakroom.
no elaborate illustrations were found this time – instead, a simple smiley face, smirking at me and my amateur detective ways.
oh, and by the way. this illustration looks strangely unlike the previous ones. could it be a copycat artist is on the loose?
or has he lost his nerve?
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