Twentieth. (Correct?... darn it)
Lexicon, how I loathe thee.
Superior, I apologize for my absence. There was a major malfunction with... certain equipment in my room, which left me completely incapacitated for the past 984 hours. The issue has been solved and it should not happen again. Apparently, someone or something dared to imprint obnoxiously colorful drawings on the Lexicon's pages, which caused it to absorb my nonexistence into its private dimension!
And for the least important matters, I cannot perceive Vexen's scent anymore.
My personal chamber is a mess... has someone been here?
[Guys! I'm really sorry for the past month. It's been bad for me, now I'm resuming activity orz mercy!]
Superior, I apologize for my absence. There was a major malfunction with... certain equipment in my room, which left me completely incapacitated for the past 984 hours. The issue has been solved and it should not happen again. Apparently, someone or something dared to imprint obnoxiously colorful drawings on the Lexicon's pages, which caused it to absorb my nonexistence into its private dimension!
And for the least important matters, I cannot perceive Vexen's scent anymore.
My personal chamber is a mess... has someone been here?
[Guys! I'm really sorry for the past month. It's been bad for me, now I'm resuming activity orz mercy!]