w5 curfew: take me to spurch i'll twerk like a rat at the shrine of your shirts

[messy]

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[naeddre]

[HELP]

[drymonster]

[naeddre]

... Uh.

[baffled]

[inquired]

[ waits till todomatsu is suffering in a different direction and then murmurs something to throné ]

[naeddre]

... Oh no.

[inquired]

[ glances somewhere across the church ]

Indeed.