[In the kitchen, the silverware drawer has toppled out and the floor is littered with forks, spoons, and knives - in the middle of the mess sits a dazed little elf. Judging by the way other drawers jut out, Mithos guesses the elf had been using them to climb up to the counter. The stupid thing had seemed to think that was a good idea a few other times. Stuck to the elf's pointy hat - and fluttering to the floor - are a few of the yellow sticky notes Mithos had saved from Sayo's apartment.]
[December 23rd]
What do you think you're doing?