[INTRO NAKED POST - dated monday morning]

[lycaneurotic]

[Hiding behind a tree... you might see someone....]

W-Where are my clothes? Who steals a man's clothes? God, what is wrong with people these days? Don't they have any decency? Mitchell? Mitchell! Find my clothes.

((intro post! new voices! BEAR WITH US. EDIT - S-Slowing down a lot and Mitchell is out and George is napping))

Comments

[areyouokannie]

George? What, did you lose them?

[lycaneurotic]

I did not lose. I put them right there and it--it should have been there!

[areyouokannie]

Are you sure? There are a lot of trees here, after all.

[lycaneurotic]

Annie. I am quite sure where I leave my clothing. It's not like I'm doing this for the first time.

[areyouokannie]

Really? 'Cause I can't see why anyone would want to steal them.

[lycaneurotic]

God, I don't know. Maybe a hobo needed clothes.

[areyouokannie]

Or maybe you put them somewhere else.

[lycaneurotic]

I did not put it somewhere and then lose it.

[areyouokannie]

You seem too sure about that.

[lycaneurotic]

I don't lose things, Annie.

[areyouokannie]

Not even before the full moon?

[lycaneurotic]

Not even then.

[areyouokannie]

You don't say. You've never lost your clothes in the woods?

[lycaneurotic]

...

[areyouokannie]

Thought so. What have you found so far?

[lycaneurotic]

Ugh. Nothing.