Sunday, July 17


*Quietly as a mouse, Clair creeps up to the fence enclosing the big blogger shack and peers through a gap at the housemates in the garden. She waits until they're all deeply engrossed in conversation, then starts pelting them with water balloons. In the immediate confusion she runs off...dodging the barbed wire and guards with machine guns as she goes.*


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