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Entry tags: | harry osborn, rose red, thane krios |
Connor B, Dylan T
[Voicemail left for Connor B and Dylan T]
There was a shipment of something last evening. Six boxes, all rather large. I didn't have a chance to look inside before they were whisked away again. I've no idea who picked them up, but they were impressively large, and they smelled of gun oil. The men, not the boxes, though I didn't have a chance to sniff them, either. The boxes, not the men. They didn't want tea, which I was thankful of, since they reminded me of people I didn't care for. I have to admit that I'm having seconds thoughts about this entire business. I've no desire to end up on the wrong side of the gun oil men. A girl mad as birds, Dylan Thomas. Connor, I've nothing to annoy you with but my prattle. Do be a dear and tell me what annoys you best in the world so I can- [And, thankfully, she's cut off.]