“Mr. Slim,” Mrs. Alcoon began in a patient voice, “Mackenzie and I are most grateful to have your assistance and we do hope that you convey that thought to your March-Mage. However, flying around here with your bits hanging out all day long simply will not do.” She fixed him with a beaming smile. “It’s simply too distracting. I’m sure you understand.” She patted him on the shoulder. “Now, can I get you some tea”
— Jun 26, 2021 05:25AM
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