Kool-Aid, Oh Yeah! | | SS Mischief Maker
Will walked up to the lounge, sighing. He wished like mad that he had not asked Borr for an audience, but it would seem strange now if he didn't show up-- rude, at least. Suspicious, at worst.
He had to suck it up. Me and my big mouth. he thought, knocking on the door.
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