R.I.P. Neptune

Laura’s betta fish died today. I’m glad she’s not taking it badly. He was doing poorly for almost a week, so we were prepared. Poor fishie. She said she’s going to get a few small fish next instead of another betta.

Tomorrow I’m going to Nimelen’s birthday party. She’s turning 18. The Ferns and Crimson Phoenix are coming, too. We’re planning on roaming around their five acres in cloaks.

I’m tired. I don’t know what else to write about. Except in PaFQ! I have ideas for the next few scenes. But first, chemistry homework.

Have an amazing rest of your life.

-WM