Our friend Randolph died this week*. Maybe 5 days ago. On Thursday night we thought we smelled something in the lounge room. By yesterday morning there was no doubt. Yesterday afternoon it was unbearable. At 10pm last night Andrew pulled apart the piano and found Randolph's remains. He was lying on the key hammer thingies. I had wondered why the A was sticking.
RIP Randolph. Actually, I don't care whether your resting is peaceful or not. So long as you and your comrades don't come back, ever.
*technically speaking, we killed him.
Wow. that was quick. I hope he had no friends. Also hope the conference goes well.
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