Aug 28, 2011 17:49
[It doesn't really matter where Ronald has been for the last few days, the fact that he was pretty much knocked out and found himself lost from that earthquake was enough to make him want to crawl away to the nearest bar and wash down his stress. But here he was, not quite as bright eye'd, not quite as bushy tailed, but all the same, on the network looking for people he knew or who at least knew of him.]
Err, anyone else wake up and find out that there house was no longer there? I mean there must be a mistake or somethin' but the date and time on my watch suggest that I was outta if for a whole lot longer than I thought.
[Puzzled young reaper, scratching his strawberry blond head with a pen he probably borrowed from William without permission currently tucking his legs up and spinning around on a wheeled seat he'd come across where his small but comfortable little home used to be.]
I mean, it sucks an' all, I'm totally bummed about it, means lookin' for another secret place to hang out in instead'a Will'n' Grells pad.
!: ronald knox,
c: william t. spears