seventy-eight

[xeuphonious]

... The Gods do not play fair at all. I hope everyone will be okay. At the very least this wasn't purposeful. Everyone makes mistakes. This was a mistake, right? Please let it be a mistake.

I don't know if I can do anything to help, but I'm closing the flower shop early and heading towards the clinic. Maybe there's something there to help subside the symptoms for everyone poisoned?

I have blankets too, if anyone wants one.