[SKIT] What It Means to Not Have to Sleep

[anythingforsis]

[And here's Mithos, casually walking around the Blessenwood guild building with a clipboard in his hand. He's dressed in what appear to be white pajamas that's about a size too big for his wee little child body, with the pant sleeves dragging behind his feet. His face is literally buried in the clipboard, his hands scribbling something on a piece of paper. He's heading in the direction of the kitchen.]

Inventory's done... lease is filled... hmm... what am I forgetting...

[If anyone is awake at this hour, he's probably going to bump into you.]