Finished 00:19. And I'm cutting it dangerously close to missing the last bus.
“Raven, where is our Author?” asked Blue, checking under
the bed one last time. “I’m pretty sure s/he’s supposed to be writing right
about now.”
“I don’t know. I don’t have somebody following them, you
know. S/he’s probably just gone to the shop or something anyway,” replied
Raven.
“What would s/he need to go to the shop for in the middle
of the night?” asked Blue.
“Food? Have you seen our Author? S/he’s pretty hefty. I’m
just saying don’t be surprised if s/he turns up halfway through a burger, and I’m
sure s/he’ll get this drabble done on time anyway.”
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