[ There's a lot on Fandaniel's mind and, apparently, Hector intends to add even more, much to his immediate irritation. He's picking at his own newly arrived level fifty gear — robes that look like intricate insect wings layered over one another — and heading towards the gate to go elsewhere but...
There's Hector. He's calling him over.
And Fandaniel has to stifle a sigh. Now what? He isn't in the mood for a lecture, which is what he assumes. ]
lmk if u do not want to interact with chucklefuck here tbh
There's Hector. He's calling him over.
And Fandaniel has to stifle a sigh. Now what? He isn't in the mood for a lecture, which is what he assumes. ]
Yes? What is it? Do try to make it quick.