My father's left for work. I still don't have long, but I'll say what I can. I had to spend most of yesterday helping to hide four bodies without leaving so much blood and hair that we'd be suspect number one. I even had to find a place to hide an unconscious Fiskling. I've even got a test today, and I didn't get a chance to study. Hope to God your contacts can fix THAT, Spender.
I'll tell you this much, people. I never thought I'd have to use that hunting knife my dad keeps in his dresser. I'm surprised I even kept my hands steady enough. But, for now, I think it's time for me and my guest to go. We'll be heading to Waffle House before I head off to class.
Spender's treat, of course. c: