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The woman spends a minute fishing around her jacket, then produces a zippo with a forest engraved on its front. Brandy tosses it over
“Sorry to bother you, but um— do you have a lighter on you? I seem to have lost mine…”
The woman spends a minute fishing around her jacket, then produces a zippo with a forest engraved on its front. Brandy tosses it over
" Not sure who she's standing with. "
" Not sure who she's standing with. "
Sharing this to get the word out for a dear friend of mine. Their home caught on fire early today
They made it out safe with their animals but their home was left severely damaged
gofund.me/af9c18001
Sharing this to get the word out for a dear friend of mine. Their home caught on fire early today
They made it out safe with their animals but their home was left severely damaged
gofund.me/af9c18001
" Shit, phone the presses! People have to hear this! "
That one gets a snort laugh from the woman, she likes this guy!
(You were being serious. But with the things you've seen here, it's probably a valid assumption.)
Either way- I don't- Think smoking is healthy?-
She can't tell if Dawns being serious.
" Shit, phone the presses! People have to hear this! "
That one gets a snort laugh from the woman, she likes this guy!
//COME ONE COME ALL
//COME ONE COME ALL
Brandy recoiled, her back hitting the counter. Her arm shoots out groping around blindly in the dark, various jars and piles of old papers go tumbling across the tile.
She knows there's a candle hidden somewhere in the mess.
SOMETHING
TRULY EVIL]
a bell tolls, and everything goes dark...
[AND I
AM YOUR
DEMISE]
[Encountered SOMETHING TRULY EVIL!]
Poor little witch only understands that which lies in the metaphysical.
Anything beyond, she is wholly unprepared for. Brandy takes several steps backwards slack jawed.
Brandy recoiled, her back hitting the counter. Her arm shoots out groping around blindly in the dark, various jars and piles of old papers go tumbling across the tile.
She knows there's a candle hidden somewhere in the mess.