Grif was back, and he was back with a vengeance.
Or at least, he was lounging on the Obs Deck. It was kind of difficult to pick up the vengeance with which he was doing this, but he was almost making a point out of it.
Grif was on a couch, chilling, and any ceiling voices that had a problem with that could go...
go...
go do something that was
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