{Larry, looking like hasn't slept in 100 years: I'm good. Nicholas: }

May or may not have placed a rather potent relaxation spell on Larry that could make him sleep...a long time.

The cup continues to magically refill itself. A small fix for a big problem. x.com/historyguard__…

Sitting amongst her mess, having found no solution, Theodora placed her head in her hands and began to weep.

If only she could leave the museum...she might find other things to keep Larry awake... x.com/historyguard__…

She stood up straight and made her decision. x.com/historyguard__…

Exits the museum.

#BBL || At doctors...

Walking around the streets absolutely amazed with the world beyond the museum.

Was roaming the outside world in search of a cure for Larry. x.com/evanoraofoz/st…

She was completely unaware that everybody was concerned about her...

She was admiring all the lights and wonders of the outside world but, she appeared to be looking for something. x.com/evanoraofoz/st…

Having spotted an open building, Theodora marvelled at the automatic doors as she walked inside. x.com/evanoraofoz/st…

She had entered the building and was looking through the medicinal section as she had been directed. x.com/evanoraofoz/st…

She had been told to go to the medicinal section after mentioning headaches. Scanning the shelving, she really had no idea what to get.

"Oh the memories..."

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#Memories

|| Again excuse my absence. Still undergoing my medical treatment. 😔

|| I have had the worst fucking week. So the story goes, we let a homeless person stay in our spare room. This homeless kid we met through -