Today I walked up and down a grand staircase. It’s the most action I’ve had in a long time. Gonna have to take a break.

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Today I walked up and down a grand staircase. It’s the most action I’ve had in a long time. Gonna have to take a break.
Ironically I hate dogs. They never stop barking and smell horrible. So please keep them out of the motel or else. Frankly keep them out of my sight at all times.
It wouldn’t be the first time I've broken a dogs neck.
I hate working near the full moon. On the full moon. After the full moon. It's just all a bad experience.
There's a pretty high chance that if I spend anymore time staring at these textbooks, I'll go cross eyed. So I'm making the executive decision of skipping class today. The only problem is finding something else to do.
Mitsuru stepped into Tarturas with a flurry, the wind from outside ruffling her hair and jacket as she sniffled in the entryway. It was late, late enough for the bar to be in full swing, but prime time to catch a drink without too many people noticing her; with her job and her abilities to boot, she got more than enough side glances to last a week just by stepping in the door, but no one outright glared, and that was good enough for her. She stepped up to the bar, shrugging out of her peacoat and trying to decide what to order when she felt a shift behind her, a feeling on the nape of her neck. She stiffened momentarily, waiting to be accosted.