[true to his word, he's setting alarms on his phone.
calendar updates, flagging keywords, small reminders of a woman (158cm, around 44kg, brown hair, brown eyes, space slug) he's been ordered to monitor for — all this, as he walks up to 1411, early by several seconds; all this, with purpose in his step, a sharp chin in his scarf.
sasuke lives here, is one thought. then a, do i like bourbon?
a ra-ta-tap of his knuckles signals his arrival, and he takes a mannerly step back from their door, waiting.]
day of the leu's psa
calendar updates, flagging keywords, small reminders of a woman (158cm, around 44kg, brown hair, brown eyes, space slug) he's been ordered to monitor for — all this, as he walks up to 1411, early by several seconds; all this, with purpose in his step, a sharp chin in his scarf.
sasuke lives here, is one thought. then a, do i like bourbon?
a ra-ta-tap of his knuckles signals his arrival, and he takes a mannerly step back from their door, waiting.]