Diaz & Ass., Monday [12/14].

[died8yearsago]

And today was one of those days where Rosa was reveling in her own genius about living in the space above where you worked (as if this concept was new and revolutionary and not at all what about half the adult population on this island did), because there was a ton of snow outside and she barely had to deal with it beyond moving from upstairs to downstairs.

And she suspected that might be something else going on that day, too, as, in the brief time it took for her to get from apartment to office, she could swear she head a faintly troubling sound in the distance that she wondered if she should be looking into, but...naaaaah.

Whatever it was was hopefully more of a troopers things...

...at least until afternoon when she got at least a couple of concerned calls about missing people, only to then have the person call back a few moments later to inform her that, never mind, they just found them facedown and struggling to get out of a snowbank.

So that was easy.

Diaz & Ass. is open!