[ dear diary: it's the morning of day 2. i've pretty much lined the schedule up for quenchquest. the bullshit levels this place wants to reach are already just absolutely going for it. i could have lost a boyfriend to sentient goo before i actually got one. luckily he's okay.

i'm not sure what i expected. love, finn. ]

Right. Of course they have something like that. It's not like they're supposed to be professionals who can control their own facility.

[ quick get the smudge in here maybe salt dissolves it. after the food drugging ordeal last night he really doesn't have a benefit of the doubt to give to thinking deadly goo is just chilling in the halls on purpose. ]