An unusual mist has settled around various areas of fagbox, moving along slowly and steadily, almost as if lazily searching for something. Upon contact with the mist, many residents may feel compelled to gather at...
*Have a random Rose, who notices the napping Engie. With a smile, she sits next to him, wearing a towel around her body and one wrapped around her hair*
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You fell asleep, signor.
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Thank ya, Ma'am.
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