Thanks. [ Lottie shoves the note back into her bag, zipping up the pocket before turning her head over to the community board and map. The raggedy, kind of worn, community board. Huh.. Convenient. Her eyes squint at the discovery, naturally suspicious.
But that doesn't stop her from leaving her things where they are (it's not that far away, anyway) to check out the writing on the board. ]
"Need a couple of volunteers to help run a small farm"?
[ She completely misses that map in favor of being openly appalled at the idea of manual labor. ]
no subject
But that doesn't stop her from leaving her things where they are (it's not that far away, anyway) to check out the writing on the board. ]
"Need a couple of volunteers to help run a small farm"?
[ She completely misses that map in favor of being openly appalled at the idea of manual labor. ]