Weather

Starting to get kinda chilly down here.

Sandra's been hanging out the window enjoying the rain. For awhile we were afraid she'd be nervous because of the association with her earlier captivity, but she told us that ///It/// could "kiss [my] freckled ass".

So, we've been doing pretty well. No sightings, Sand's gotten better. Preston's being stupid, but that's no change.

-Lya