At the time, I had a Casio watch. I can’t remember where I got it from because I didn’t buy it. It was going to be my buffer on that drowsy mission I was on to incase for some reason best known to the witch in my village – I don’t get to hear the bell. On a good day, really, I’d hear it, though it was far from my dorm. It was those old, big bells like that of a Cathedral. I also knew it was quite the risk, but that’s what the Casio watch was for; to watch my back! Apparently, it didn’t. How? I can’t tell. More
The Mjango
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