10-31-2020, 09:05 PM
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THERE’S VACANCY IN EVERY NIGHTMARE
Rosemary glided down to the inn, descending as light and slow as a feather. The ocelot’s paws touched down, and she shivered from the cold ground. After adjusting her pack, she glanced to the moor and beyond the inn, inhaling the chill air. The Typhoon’s island never got so cold. The breeze rolled over her thin jungle-adapted coat, and she stepped inside.
“Hello! I hope I’m welcome. I heard you invited other groups to a… bonfire? I hope I got the time right.” Her four eyes flicked over those in attendance. Oops. She saw she was the only non-AE member in attendance. “I believe I did get the dates wrong. Well, I brought a crustless apple pie. I hope it—and I—are still welcome today.”
[sub][W]isker[/sub]“Hello! I hope I’m welcome. I heard you invited other groups to a… bonfire? I hope I got the time right.” Her four eyes flicked over those in attendance. Oops. She saw she was the only non-AE member in attendance. “I believe I did get the dates wrong. Well, I brought a crustless apple pie. I hope it—and I—are still welcome today.”
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?