[Wynter looks a bit tired, but also resigned.] Those were the most uncomfortable shoes I've ever worn. I also missed having trousers.
[He was wearing a greek toga for breech. But hey, he didn't die.]
[Private to Iris]
[He's seen this texting happening, young lady.] You died, didn't you. [Wynter, you are not her mother. He seems to realise this after a second.] ...Never mind. [He rolls his eyes at himself.]
[Private to C'rizz]
Uh. [The fuck, dude? Can't say that.] So, um. I feel like I missed something.
[He was wearing a greek toga for breech. But hey, he didn't die.]
[Private to Iris]
[He's seen this texting happening, young lady.] You died, didn't you. [Wynter, you are not her mother. He seems to realise this after a second.] ...Never mind. [He rolls his eyes at himself.]
[Private to C'rizz]
Uh. [The fuck, dude? Can't say that.] So, um. I feel like I missed something.
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Date: 2014-03-20 12:19 am (UTC)From:[And that seems to be all he has to say on the subject.]
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Date: 2014-03-20 10:53 am (UTC)From: