♐ fifty-sixth shot

[yeahihidmypants]

[Oliver is scratching his head. You can't tell that over the journal, but he's been doing it for a while. No, he doesn't have lice... just a puzzlement.]

Has anyone seen a dinosaur around? [Because, now that he thinks about it... Sansa didn't show up after the pirates thing.]

She's small-ish, likes plants... actually knows her name is Sansa. [Brains the size of walnuts, suuure.]




[Fred]

Don't worry, this is non-dinosaur related. I realized that we never got a chance to talk details about the project idea I had for you.

What with all the people showing up and leaving, and then pirate ships...

If you've got some time, I've got a project.

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Comments

[coy]

Yeah, of course.

[yeahihidmypants]

If you ever need anything, help or... something dinosaur related, let me know.

[coy]

Thanks, Oliver. You too, okay?

[yeahihidmypants]

I'll be sure of it, Caroline.

[and he'll head out with Sansa who will be chomping at the grass... but not eating it. She's a weird dinosaur.]