... Thank you for sharing this with me.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She gapes in awe, reaching out to touch it-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Dan Curtis, Invisible Boi, is in the kitchen, invisible, but experimenting with trying to phase through the table-
-he keeps knocking into it-
-Chester Griffin is down in the basement, having a cup of tea, and cleaning a rifle-
-Kitt is in the main room, having a small cat nap-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postYeah... maybe. I mean- it'd explain a bit... I can't remember what year it was when the storm happened- I just know that these days its' 2016, and it's felt years since my last birthday...
Usually my parents told me when it was.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-it's actually another machine, granteed
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-he does immediately look at ches and silver though and cheerily waves hello-

hmmmm, with most of the people I protect sleeping I did not get to make many. There are some but few in number