Gimme like, five minutes to pack it up and I'll be there.
[ Locus'll see him coming, arms laden with the aforementioned alcoholic beverages. The walk's not that long from his habitat to Locus' and he waits outside the bunker door, waiting to be let in. Since. He can't exactly open the door on his own. ]
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[ Locus'll see him coming, arms laden with the aforementioned alcoholic beverages. The walk's not that long from his habitat to Locus' and he waits outside the bunker door, waiting to be let in. Since. He can't exactly open the door on his own. ]