Dorcas
So. We should a: get into some trouble, b: hide it from my boss, and c: what do you think about training buddies? I am feeling fat and lazy sitting around!
I have it on good authority that you received a message from my formerly tesseract napped paramour. Or whatever we're calling him, because I'm not quite certain at the moment.
Oi, Johnson, you there? Fuck. [A brief pause, then he coos]I mean, Foxhound to Flower, do you copy? We had a bit of trouble just now, you all right?
First things first, are you all okay? I need you to please check in here and let me know. If not, I'll be going around to apartments and checking so don't make me do that if you're okay. Does anyone have injuries they need treated?FILTERED TO SCOOBIES:
Secondly, does anyone's apartment have any destruction? Are your doors still working? What can I do to help?
Embarrassing news today. I got knocked out, and tiny Giles had to save me.
Anyone else got a funny story?