leafmealone: (felix culpa.)
...Professor?

I hate to say it, but I think Lloyd and Claire are probably wolves.
leafmealone: (the air was thick with--)
What do you think? Have we taken down at least one wolf?
leafmealone: (the air was thick with--)
...I don't think you're a wolf. I could be wrong, but for now I can work with that assumption.
leafmealone: (when it's dark you sit and listen.)
This is a mess.
leafmealone: (she won the world at a carnival.)
...hi. My partner isn't here right now; he should be back before ousting.

Do you have any idea why you replaced one of the other teams?
leafmealone: (* going country on your ass.)
...this is looking very dangerous.
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