The Writer's Café

Star glanced around in panic. Why wasn't Jerad waking up? Unconcious body, 2 broken windows, a shattered ceiling, a blood stain... Irin wasn't going to be happy.
 
Star waited in the eerie silence of the old cafe. He had begun the repairs for Irin, and was replacing the windows, and left a tarp over the holes in the roof for the time.
 
Ooc// Reg, No one but Irin can go into the room that is not there.

Bic//

Irin walked in.

She looked around the cafe.

And then she fainted.
 
Keir looked at jerad wonderingly. He decided to snap his fingers for the hell of it. A monkey appeared out of thin air
 
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