Jan 29, 2007 11:12
Renfield had to procure a new journal, as the last one (plus the extra pages Suzi had given him) was now completely filled with notes, figures and random scribbles that even he couldn't quite make out sometimes. Most of it he could figure out, but some of it looks like rubbish.
Which likely led to his current emotional state.
He sits hunched over at a table, scribbling, erasing, and grunting at a page in his brand new journal, the new coat Bar had given him draped over the adjacent chair.
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