“How is it already the middle of the afternoon?” Urania asked. “Here we sit with nothing — no jokes, no quotes, no pithy remarks… no value added.”
“Untrue,” Thalia raised her eyebrows. “We have a deer sketch… with a catchy title complement. That’s something.”
Calliope heard truth from both of her friends and chose to remain quiet. Perhaps Typist could save the day with her words?
Silence from Typist.
😂 Oh joy!
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