Caritas, Sunday (Nov. 18)
Anders was as of yet unaware of any new weirdness going on in Fandom, which wasn't exactly news for a variety of reasons. For one, well, he was usually kind of oblivious to these things, and for two, he'd only just gotten back to the island after a very nice day away.
Humming something that vaguely approximated Bach's Goldberg Variations to himself, he got the bar cleaned up, the band taped back together, and Tino in the back of the head with a blown drinking straw wrapper, then opened up.
No weirdness was going to ruin his mood, dammit. Because there wasn't any. Right?
Humming something that vaguely approximated Bach's Goldberg Variations to himself, he got the bar cleaned up, the band taped back together, and Tino in the back of the head with a blown drinking straw wrapper, then opened up.
No weirdness was going to ruin his mood, dammit. Because there wasn't any. Right?