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29 Chimera Court, Monday evening
Oct. 16th, 2017 09:52 pmThere had been a spider in Miguel's room this week. It had spun a lovely web, eaten a few small bugs, and generally been spiderish.
Now Miguel was Miguel again, and he had a terrible aftertaste in his mouth.
He scowled and pulled on some pants, then went to get a large drink of something. Anything, so long as it wasn't bug-flavored.
"This had shocking well have been the island and not a secondary mutation!" he grumbled to nobody in particular.
[Open to the housemates or for texts or calls or whatever!]
Now Miguel was Miguel again, and he had a terrible aftertaste in his mouth.
He scowled and pulled on some pants, then went to get a large drink of something. Anything, so long as it wasn't bug-flavored.
"This had shocking well have been the island and not a secondary mutation!" he grumbled to nobody in particular.
[Open to the housemates or for texts or calls or whatever!]
