CROSS AN L OFF YOUR BUCKET LIST | MEETING 6.24

[radeken]

Hahaa, was she late to this? Perhaps a bit, though it seemed like many others also had yet to come see. Now she did come forward, messy and caked in something she shouldn’t be - the acrid odor suggested residual muck from some new medicine, or more likely a hellish drug paste - to listen and catch up in a typical silence. That carnival sounded...neat.

“[color=black]Noted. Welcome, everyone.” Fresh meat, new brains, how fun.