He's already got a bottle of Hennessy in hand, sat outdoors in this fine void where sense continues to elude him. He's got a hollow ringing in his ears. Tinny. Maybe he should check with one of the doctors.
Or maybe that's just the blood swishing between his ears and the stunned silence. A spell broken by footsteps.
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w2 SATURDAY
Date: 2025-03-02 03:02 am (UTC)He's already got a bottle of Hennessy in hand, sat outdoors in this fine void where sense continues to elude him. He's got a hollow ringing in his ears. Tinny. Maybe he should check with one of the doctors.
Or maybe that's just the blood swishing between his ears and the stunned silence. A spell broken by footsteps.
He looks up, lethargic.]
...Hey, Shady Lady.