[Aaaaaand you're talking, and the fursnake is making unpleasant noises back there, and- ]
Garista. Get your peach and go to bed.
[...Well, given that the damn door is still open and this is apparently a production we're going to be doing in front of God and everyone today, you can probably get some glimpse of the lorby from earlier this month doing...exactly that, albeit in a weird, anxious sort of way; just slithering down from the chair its on, going into the back room for a second, and then coming back for the sake of absconding upwards into what's probably some sort of loft with a goddamn entire peach in its mouth.
As. One. Does.]
If I have to be concerned about anyone, I suppose you're convenient enough.
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Garista. Get your peach and go to bed.
[...Well, given that the damn door is still open and this is apparently a production we're going to be doing in front of God and everyone today, you can probably get some glimpse of the lorby from earlier this month doing...exactly that, albeit in a weird, anxious sort of way; just slithering down from the chair its on, going into the back room for a second, and then coming back for the sake of absconding upwards into what's probably some sort of loft with a goddamn entire peach in its mouth.
As. One. Does.]
If I have to be concerned about anyone, I suppose you're convenient enough.