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I'm getting so sick of the cold.
[Break tells the camera, sorrowfully.]
All I really want to do is nap and eat, then nap, then eat a little more. I haven't even been keeping up with the little listy thing of people's lives.
I trust nothing has burned down in my absence? Of course not, how could it, the flames would be dampened under all the cursed snow.
[The man stretches lazily, and sits up a little, moving to turn the feed off while he goes about making himself some breakfast.]
[ooc: Break is evented. That's right, the mad hatter, telling the truth, possibly for the first time so far.]
[Break tells the camera, sorrowfully.]
All I really want to do is nap and eat, then nap, then eat a little more. I haven't even been keeping up with the little listy thing of people's lives.
I trust nothing has burned down in my absence? Of course not, how could it, the flames would be dampened under all the cursed snow.
[The man stretches lazily, and sits up a little, moving to turn the feed off while he goes about making himself some breakfast.]
[ooc: Break is evented. That's right, the mad hatter, telling the truth, possibly for the first time so far.]
