Status: closed { @enderbaptista }
Location: coffee shop
Breanne was irritable and tired. Coffee was no use at this point, but she sipped the sweetened french vanilla energy drink optimistic for a positive result. Only a very strong coma could help. A notification on her phone caused a groan of annoyance.
That stupid ufo hunter group.
They'd caused some fuss for hours last night. Insisting they saw something and had to have access to the roof. They snuck up there and were a nusiance to everyone in Breanne's building.
"I'm moving apartment buildings! I do not enjoy my already messy sleep schedule disrupted."










