Oh, yeah...

Sixty Percent Chance of Rain went up.

We get a rare, fleeting glipse into Pierpont's personal life. And we get to meet his scary girlfriend.

If I don't get bored and wander off into the realm of car chases and explosions, this'll probably be the beginning of a story-arc.

(Yeah. I kinda stopped writing them months in advance. Ran out of them. And, uh, I wrote this one on Tuesday.)


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