[[Hunter was outside for a morning jog when the storm hit. Specifically, the park. Now he's running all the way home, slipping on his own feet. Even before he gets home, he's muddy, scratched up, and generally miserable looking. He has not been having a good week. With having to deal with newfound emotions, the fire, still being unable to cook, and ( Read more... )

So! Halloween seemed pretty good, right? Right?

Even the TPing and eggs. That was a nice touch. But by the way, retard? You TP and egg on the night before Halloween. Do it right, fuckwit.

But anywho.

Francis sucks.
Mia needs to pick up her cake.
I need to talk to Nate.
And Spy.

And is there anything else I'm forgetting?

[[After a moment.]]

Oh, yeah. Teta's ( Read more... )