Event

[weavethebonds]

Susan is at a small cafe, resting her head on a table. There is a sundae in front of her, that is untouched. She is slowly raising her head about an inch off the table, before slamming it back into the table. Repeatedly. Groaning.

Comments

[weavethebonds]

"Does calling the wrath of the lord down upon them count as making it impossible to operate?"