Trippo finally made his entrence. He was late because he tripped many times on the way. Trippo noticed his friends and walked over to them. He sat down next to Menelien, not really noticing whichever person it was that he sat upon.
Sorry to whoever I sat upon. I believe that your character has disappeared into a dark wormhole underneath the seat. Here is a flashlight. I am sure you can find your way back in minutes, and kick me out of your seat.
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Shouldn't he be the disco steward?
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