Oh, oh crap. This wasn’t supposed to happen. You’d been able to keep this little secret for a long time. But no grist? Craaaaaaaap.
…we don’t have grist? of course we don’t have grist. yeah, that’s totally what happens when you win. and you totally did win.
You don’t even remotely sound convincing. If this were a prank, you might be able to pull it off, but you don’t have it in your heart to hide the truth any longer.
yeah, maybe i should start at the beginning.

John…you aren’t from here, are you?
(Source : orphiste-blog)
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