Apr. 15th, 2019 at 4:08 PM
Today is my birthday and I am stuck dressed as a pencil while attending an art festival. What an odd brand of humor you have, Atlantis.
I'm home; it's been too long. I'm dirty and I smell like prison so don't come looking for me yet but tell me about what I missed. Particularly:What happened to Leonardo with the Strigoi? Why are you asking Claire questions about my sexual preferences?
Have you been on a mission yet? You should consider going on one. And did you miss me?
Forgive me for having been away for a few days. I wanted to pick back up the thread of greeting we began.
Healing is remarkable, you know. At home, it would have taken me weeks to recover from a broken rib, but here? I just received my clean bill of health.
You know what that means, tesoro? You can stop being so gentle with me in bed. Please.
Did you see the giant wheel in the park? Apparently we are meant to ride it.