I was dancing with Hucka Doobie under the red car and next thing I know I wake up here. I’m beginning to think this world isn’t real, ha. Oh well. I’ll wait until I’m called again, pheh. Hopefully something out of the tall weeds.
clean getaway (fleabug 02)
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0031, 0201, Crisp Sea, Lower Austra^, Nautilus, Wild West

