Foiled again! My one goal this evening was to stalk the Taxidermist and memorize his outfit so I could finally draw him. I also wished to manage to keep track of him for an entire loop. It took me one and a half loops (after the first one) to figure out that Mr. Bargarran was MIA and that J. Fulton was handling his one-on-ones among other duties.
I am très scandalized, Tailor. What, what are you doing? Were you feeding innocents poisoned gumdrops? He’d bring them into the bathroom and prematurely release them instead of taking them off to bond with Hecate. And there is a tiny spider crawling up the side of screen. Its wee eyes are staring into my soul.
Okay, back on task. TAXIDERMIST, I will one day learn your tale. If, in the meanwhile, anyone has successfully located a photograph of Mr. Bargarran, I would forever be in your debt if you could possibly share it with me. This is the first time I was unable to spend any bonding time with Mr. Bargarran whatsoever. I feel so incomplete.
(At least, I had Boy Witch to lovingly stroke my cheek and perhaps…judge my pants-donning skills.)