Finished 5:40. This is number 100, for which I'm pretty sure I deserve a cookie.
Blue
had exceeded his hour, and still hadn't been able to
find anybody who's death wouldn’t inconvenience him. He eventually
gave up entirely and returned to Raven's cottage, with no new murder
to report. He threw himself down in the chair opposite Raven and
rested his chin on the table. “You know,” he whined, stopping to
blow a stray strand of hair out of his eyes, “I honestly just don't
feel like killing anybody today.”
Raven stared at him for a moment, then got up, walked over and placed
the back of his hand on Blue's forehead, checking his temperature.
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