ENFCollector

*SIGH* Wendy Corduroy let out a groan as she threw her small frame against the crowbar in her hands. After a few seconds of struggling, the top of the splintered, wooded crate shot open. With this, a gust of dust and dirt came rushing out and struck the unprepared girl in the face, making her cough in response. "Dude!" she cried in disgust, trying to fight off the involuntary gagging. She turned towards her fellow co-worker, who was easily working his way through his own pile of boxes, "What's the deal with all of these packages anyways? Stan seems to be a spending spurge, huh?" Soos wiped the sweat away from his brow, and looked back at t