I believe I am well again, finally. I think I'll make some tea.
Er. I'd like to know, are the four of you entirely insane, or was that conversation I read through this morning the fault of how late it was? You know who you are.
Sleep is good for you, you know.
It is still cold in this- giant teapot contraption. Has anyone's home returned to normal yet?
[[ooc;
This. East thinks he is the only sane one.]]