Rain, rain, rain.
Marc, I'd come visit you in a heartbeat if I could afford the ticket. I've made that flight before, and I know the secret: plenty of reading material and the ability to snooze anywhere.
Sadly, I don't have the airfare to go anywhere.
(Not even Paris. Though I think cleaning Z-chan's apartment wouldn't be so bad if I got to stroll around Paris afterward. Other people's clutter is always so much less intimidating.
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