03-07-2021, 06:23:35 AM
"I mean, I imagine they would. . . The last thing they'd want is someone dying from a paper cut or something. . ." Ranma takes a tired sigh and sits, just tired. It didn't help he pulled an all nighter for about three nights now. "I'm sorry I guess. . ." He mumbled, referring to throwing the medicine over. Ranma wasn't even paying attention to whatever Kellensea is spilling.
You know what they say. All toasters toast toast.