Side sim: after present sim: Lounge (open thread)

Posted Jan. 14, 2021, 6:29 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Avlyn (CNS) (Calé Reilly)

Trying hard to think what she should write Avlyn scratched a claw across the fur on her neck and stared stupidly at the blank padd. How the heck did she explain to her mother.

She sighed and picked up her drink again to see if this Long Island ice tea would help more than the other two had.


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