09-19-2020, 08:00 PM
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THERE’S VACANCY IN EVERY NIGHTMARE
Meetings meant people, lots of people. Rosemary'd previously avoided attending them for this reason, and she was tempted to hide in the lighthouse again. It was her usual "oh shit people are gathering? better go hide then" spot.
The ocelot sighed and sat on the outskirts, trying to avoid the main cluster of animals.
[sub][W]isker[/sub]The ocelot sighed and sat on the outskirts, trying to avoid the main cluster of animals.