12. ibidem
[Video, public]
For the record, these penis enlargement pills do nothing. I'd like to register a complaint.
[Infirmary spam, open to visitors, backdated to 2-4 days post-Shakespeare flood.]
[She wakes up after jumping, her skin tight and and her eyes sore and her lungs aching in her chest. She groans, rolls over, tries to sleep. Maybe she can sleep for the entire toll. She's been trying so hard to be, to live and connect. Maybe she can just not be for awhile.]
(OOC NOTE: TW for suicide if people ask her why she is tolling. Ophelia's narrative was rough on her.)
[Private to Roderick, backdated also]
...can you do me a favor?
For the record, these penis enlargement pills do nothing. I'd like to register a complaint.
[Infirmary spam, open to visitors, backdated to 2-4 days post-Shakespeare flood.]
[She wakes up after jumping, her skin tight and and her eyes sore and her lungs aching in her chest. She groans, rolls over, tries to sleep. Maybe she can sleep for the entire toll. She's been trying so hard to be, to live and connect. Maybe she can just not be for awhile.]
(OOC NOTE: TW for suicide if people ask her why she is tolling. Ophelia's narrative was rough on her.)
[Private to Roderick, backdated also]
...can you do me a favor?
spam
[Which is her mild way of saying you picked, I didn't, even though the conversation had been leaning in that direction.]
Why did she need it?
[Mira doesn't know if she needed it. But she's glad she's here. She wonders what would make him say it about someone.]
spam
[Another grin, huge this time.]
Mostly I just want the company.