After a long and arduous journey, I've been secretly smuggled into Riverbed. The Queen took great delight in letting out her stresses on me, but found I was making too much noise. Even gagged with her dirty sock, I couldn't keep myself quiet.
*Private Journal Entry* My apartment smells like a fucking greenhouse because of Lockcock's constant pot use. He is using because of his PTSD from being left on the whipping post for 6 months. I want this mentally ill motherfucker out of my apartment. W
