Today, 02:30 AM
I stare at my soup. I wonder if it's too spicy. The southwest intimidates me. Lots of things do. Mostly the investigation I performed the night before. I got... half of an idea. Not enough to actually know anything. But maybe, just maybe... The letters spell something out to me. Or perhaps I'm seeing things. I excuse myself, needing the bathroom.
(Sending a PM for my action, but if it's meant to be posted in public, I will edit this post.)
(Sending a PM for my action, but if it's meant to be posted in public, I will edit this post.)
