10 to go.
Um yeah, that orange. It’s really orange. But you know what, I don’t think it really matters. I mean look at the block. There is a flock (murder? are those crows?) of hover birds. Hover Crows; the colonial equivelent of Thunderbirds?
You know what else? It’s late, I’m (more than) a little punchy. I need to go to bed. Now.