Our Lady of Fandom; Saturday [7/29]
Sister Rosette had a hangover the size of Manhattan. She'd sent (and, by send, we mean practically threw out the door) Chrono to fetch the necissary cure-alls: asprin and lots of strong black coffee.
If anyone cam in wanting a good, old-fashioned Catholic confession today, they were gonna get so many Hail Mary's, they'd be shitting out rosaries for weeks...
[[Rosette is available (though slow) for all your spiritual (and disgruntled) needs]]
If anyone cam in wanting a good, old-fashioned Catholic confession today, they were gonna get so many Hail Mary's, they'd be shitting out rosaries for weeks...
[[Rosette is available (though slow) for all your spiritual (and disgruntled) needs]]