the lawn in front of the dorms - monday afternoon - 8/11

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There was a rather irate looking Ozian, shirtless, with a load of laundry in his arms. He'd taken the afternoon off from his usual to get a few chores done, but he kept wandering off in the wrong direction. He'd wandered off into the preserve once. Towards the beach. Near the main campfire...

...and when he saw where he now was, he growled and looked up at whichever higher being thought they were being Clever.

"I JUST WANT TO DO MY LAUNDRY!"

[open!][sorry about that;haste made me press the wrong button]