TheFelt

Trace and Fin were lounging in the kitchen, having a drink and talking.  It was the end of another long day, and they had successfully gotten Doze back from the Midnight crew.  Sure it was the seventh time this year, but it was an excuse to celebrate. They were having their typical sort of conversation, gossip about the other Felt, the Midnight Crew, who's turn it was to clean up Eggs and Biscuits latest mess, you know, the usual.  Somehow, the topic of conversation wandered to one of their co workers. “I'm tellin' you.”  Fin said, waving his nearly empty glass,  “I really think Quarter's a bit weird, I've never seen him b