Smith's Office, 1/17/06
Smith stares up at the ceiling of his office. The golf cart was no longer amusing him.
Even Morfeeuss' adventures in the Globe of Conflictart could not keep his mood up. Smith's heart is a fickle thing.
The door to the office is closed, but any man, woman, or other brave enough to knock might get a response.
Even Morfeeuss' adventures in the Globe of Conflictart could not keep his mood up. Smith's heart is a fickle thing.
The door to the office is closed, but any man, woman, or other brave enough to knock might get a response.