“Oh my gosh,” Lessa muttered as she ran through the crowded streets. Players complained as she occasionally bumped into them, but she couldn’t spare the time to stop and apologize. Why? Because Lessa has procrastinated... again. If she missed the deadline to turn in her eggs, weeks of work went to waste. Besides, both Bahr and Oliver had donated to her fund. If she didn’t redeem her rewards, she’d be letting them down. THAT was inexcusable. ”I’m here!” she declared as she burst through the