[and on this fine Thursday afternoon, outside a certain cabin set somewhat away from the others that was left over from the rain o' cabins from awhile ago, one may find several crates, filled with packages of
cookies. ...
unique ones, even! some are opened, others are wrapped neatly with a bow, all laying in wait outside of the cabin.]
... Asch, I believe you have a delivery!
[eta: I'm slowing down, being more sporatic than usual with threads, and dropping stuff. ping me on IRC if you want me to pick up anything!]