What time is it? I’m fine with it. Pit his wit against my shit, slit the last legit “sick” bit, make him take some fake-dom, caked with take-rifts, raked cliffs. Create a state of “bait and wait” and take first burst of thirst for the worst… but rehearse. For if that door is more than bored then board by board create a horde – and you’re stuck. And it sucks.
Grieve not, reave, caught; leave hot.