
Crowbar
@sevenfoldManager
07. Day by goddamn day.
Back at it. High Hoe or whatever the humans say.
Why do I have this overwhelming sense of guilt?
Whoever left that cinnamon scroll on my table: thanks. It was damn good.
Right then. Time for a cup. I don't wanna see any of your knuckleheads interrupting me for the next thirty minutes. Snowman is keeping an eye out so don't think you're off the hook.
Work has me beyond exhausted, is it too much to ask to finish one cup of coffee?

( taking some time off, bad irl stuff going on.)
I'm so goddamn tired. So tired. Either need someone to snuff out or a weekend away.
Of all the nights to have insomnia. Die hasn't stopped crying for god knows how long.
Ah. Shoulda expected Snowman to turn up here eventually.
What the fuck? What the fuck! I'm going to bed, I didn't need to see that.
Is he DEAD yet? Like actually dead? Can you Clowns keep me posted?
Pretty sure he's dead. Good. I'll sleep well tonight.
I'm in the mood for some popcorn.
Just got home. I can hear screaming. Sounds like Die. Gonna ignore that.
Actually if you're in the middle of a clown ritual, I think Die would make a great virgin sacrifice.
-Has set status to Do Not Disturb-
Car #4 was safe. So like I said, Quarters is in charge. Don't burn the house down.
I'm going out. Niner needs a few reams of fabric. Quarters is in charge until I get back.













