❖ 017 // [Voice]

[crisisrain]

[There's an old fart standing on the roof of house #12. How he got up there, or rather, when he got up there is a complete mystery he respawned there. In his hands he flips through the pages of the journal, looking for anything remotely interesting that he may have missed. After a while he speaks up.]

It's kinda windy today, don't ya think?

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[Action]

[herotypical]

Great. It's a date. [She jokes, eyeing the doorway.] I should get back to work. Take care, okay?

[Action]

[crisisrain]

Yeah gettin' fired isn't a good way to start. [Shoving the jars into a bag, like a squirrel. He sets off towards the door, waving a goodbye!]

G'night Buffy! And thanks~ I couldn't have asked for a nicer way to return!