By the time the sun had risen, Bianca was already in the lobby of the inn. The thing was that there were carriages only starting at like six in the morning, not earlier and not later than like eleven at night. She actually wanted to leave before the sun rose, but guess not. So the carriage she had hired was a private one. She was not in the mood to travel with someone else and hopefully another ghost did not fucking appear in her carriage otherwise she would flip shit. The carriage arrived at six on the dot.
Baska To Oak [Foot Travel]
Thu Oct 26, 2017 5:43 pm
By the time the sun had risen, Bianca was already in the lobby of the inn. The thing was that there were carriages only starting at like six in the morning, not earlier and not later than like eleven at night. She actually wanted to leave before the sun rose, but guess not. So the carriage she had hired was a private one. She was not in the mood to travel with someone else and hopefully another ghost did not fucking appear in her carriage otherwise she would flip shit. The carriage arrived at six on the dot.
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