This post is brought to you by Caffeine's awful experiences with supermarket delivery.
Hi everyone. Caffeine here. Now normally, I'd put a lovely bit of flavour in here about how maybe behind the scenes the police at the scene would be reacting to the situation right now having witnessed a death in a hotel lockdown disaster. Perhaps I'd also talk more about how the special ops team who managed to access the security cam footage would be forced to watch all the residents and the remaining staff member in this hotel argue about all kinds of stuff and start a witch trial. Unfortunately, I've been slighted by a supermarket chain which for the sake of this story, we will give the completely fictitious name of Besco's.
Now I've been playing and hosting a lot of Blood on the Clocktower recently. It's a really fun social deduction game, and I encourage you all to try it out. What's not fun is hosting a game thinking you'll have to be AFK for about 3 minutes during a night phase, a perfectly acceptable thing to do, only to find out that your order has been "delivered" according to the site, but "delivered" means delivered back to the fucking depot they got the groceries from. Why? Fuck knows! Apparently the driver just went back to the shops and put the shit back on the shelves. I choose to believe that Damon Braun has used the redirect on that driver specifically to haunt me from beyond the grave. Regardless, I'm fucking annoyed, so I need to rant somewhere, and so this is where.
On an unrelated note,
Psypsypsypsypsythe was found crushed underneath the weight of several cans of soda, tins of ravioli, microwave meals, chicken breast, mincemeat, grapes, onions, bananas, milk, cereal, and a delivery truck. How the fuck did a delivery truck get in the hotel without giving people an escape route? Fuck you, it's my flavour.
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