There’s supposed to be a door there.
That’s what he said, anyway.
According to the diagram, there’s
Evan Mercer
The dinosaur is acting suspiciously innocent.
"No one liked the new intern, especially after the water cooler began calling him Father."
Said I’ll give it my best shot.
I hope someone’s checking on him.
"The sandwich had been offered in good faith. The statue remained unmoved."
Routine checkup. She’s fine. The vet asked about her name. I told her someone else chose it.
He was already here, which is somehow less comforting.
Just coffee.
This feels like either the aftermath or the invitation. Not sticking around to find out.
Preparing for another wild day of single adulthood.
