(no subject)
The harpies are gone, and if you are not Rosella, and you are not out of the Warehouse by midnight, I will personally incinerate your belongings.
And I don't particuarly feel inclined to clean up after you, so if you leave a mess, I will not be pleased.
No mess.
No.
Mess.
Now.
No mess.
And I don't particuarly feel inclined to clean up after you, so if you leave a mess, I will not be pleased.
No mess.
No.
Mess.
Now.
No mess.