Contracts Part 5/6: Remedies

Goat was writing bar exam content like his rent was due.

His material felt like the eyes of a predator bird on the open wings of a monarch butterfly

He wasn't preaching to the choir he was speaking freely like he was hanging out with multiple pastors in the break room.

He was doing what he could for the goats of F24, as fast as he could.

He was throwing the dice and rolling fives, and maybe he could pick it up again and roll a 6 but he didn't have time.

And he couldn't risk rolling 1's.

The Goat Gang surged onwards with 38 days left.