swing mopes in a spam. come cheer him up. :D

[pleasesmirk]

[Swing was possibly the only person not really enjoying this. Somehow, this didn't surprise him. But, he was determined to make a stab of it, so he'd ended up in the bar poking at a drink, as that seemed to be a solution everyone was going on, and studying the map he'd found of the city he, presumably, was from.

Maybe he just really struggled to see the funny side of all this. He'd have quite liked his memory back now, if he could, but then again, he was not sure he wanted to remember more than a single day of people wondering what was wrong with him. He, to be honest, was wondering what was wrong with him. Had it always been like this?]