Ah. G-Good… is it morning? I can’t tell. *He rubbed at his eye and chuckled slightly, a sleepy smile crossing his face.*
Sorry for being so much trouble last night.
((I’m going to go ahead and say it’s almost night time again; Odette was eating bread at about 6:30 in the morning and I’m guessing everyone else has been sleeping/resting for most of the day))
It was morning a few hours ago…you are currently looking at four thirty-seven in the evening, 23 seconds in.
*grins* It was…silly. Do not be sorry.