resistance... because if we fight, we might lose
but if we don't fight
A week in closed quarters with a bunch of strangers. Exactly how I wanted to spend the winter.
Apparently, though, that's the thing that people are doing, and our fearless leader has stationed Sunny and me here. Could be worse- in all honesty, being crammed into a guildhall feels quite a bit worse than the fate we've been assigned. At least there's space here, and booze, and decent seeming company.
And a boyfriend to babysit.
Grinning wolfishly, I nod at Sunny's suggestion, sharp eyes taking in the assembling crowd. "You know I'm down to drink away the week. You're the one who's been having trouble holding his liquor."
Apparently, though, that's the thing that people are doing, and our fearless leader has stationed Sunny and me here. Could be worse- in all honesty, being crammed into a guildhall feels quite a bit worse than the fate we've been assigned. At least there's space here, and booze, and decent seeming company.
And a boyfriend to babysit.
Grinning wolfishly, I nod at Sunny's suggestion, sharp eyes taking in the assembling crowd. "You know I'm down to drink away the week. You're the one who's been having trouble holding his liquor."
we've already lost
LUSEA
