Pick your poison.
03-04-2022, 11:10 PM
Fir couldn't stop the chuckle that escaped her lips as the girl spoke. "Reasonable. Okay. You go and wait without issue for what feels like a long while. Emori is no where to be seen, but the place is pretty large so that might not be all too surprising. Eventually the man makes his way out of the bathroom and starts heading toward your general direction. He seems pleased with himself and hasn't taken notice of you yet. He is humming a tune to himself." The yearling scooted the twenty sided rock toward her just then, batting it so that it would roll. It was an eleven. "It's not a bad tune, but nothing to send a message home about either. What do you do?" |
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