Re: [ot] [wrong] [fiction] Gifts

Friend shared another link to their blockchained blog, put their clothes back on, and went searching for a new home to live in to sort the situation out better. They figured they would soon make friends with the people who burned their last one, so it was a no-risk investment. The first realtor they ran into greeted them with a fervent whisper, "I hear you need a hug." "I'm sorry, I'm very bad at communicating, I'm actually interested in what it is that you need to sell me a home." "Well if you're going to be that way about it!" The realtor pulled their arms away and showed friend the exit.