It was the radio that had alerted Bobby, the faint jazz drifting through the halls matched with Cassandra’s singing was enough to indicate what day it was.
Cleaning day.
He can already hear her nagging about tidying up his books, grumbling beneath his breath as he got to work.
intelligence is a burden: the more you know, the more cynical you become.
Making a trip out of his study to gather the lore books he had scattered across the house.
Sips tea
I’ll be going on break, a mental cleanse from socials until I regain my writing muse again. Unsure on the timeframe, but for those of you that have my Discord— I’ll be available there.
All of my accounts will be put On Hold until further notice.
Aedific will be put On Hold until further notice.
windy. I’m so happy rn
windy. While Pyro ragebaits Spooky, I got to reply to the boys new not-mom