TC 123-5 sketch
Added 2021-05-05 11:07:05 +0000 UTCEverything’s a blur. I woke up in a bed, the covers scratchy and my head weighing about a ton. The stink of herbs and government-issued medicine stung my nose.
S: “Drink this. Hurry up.”
Everything’s a blur. I woke up in a bed, the covers scratchy and my head weighing about a ton. The stink of herbs and government-issued medicine stung my nose.
S: “Drink this. Hurry up.”
