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[changinchannels]

[It's Ken's birthday! As an early birthday present last week, camp dropped a pair of A-T on his face. He's now trying them out, and slamming at high speeds into the side of your - yes, your - cabin/hut/shack/tent/tree/train/police box/fast food restaurant/cardboard box/other place of residence. Also, he has a birthday card from camp stuck to his

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[overllamatic]

You again?! ...nobody's going to fall on me this time, are they?

[oh_grossness]

[falls on you]

[overllamatic]

--ack! [squished]

EVERY TIME!

[oh_grossness]

Whoops! Sorry! My bad! [scrambling up and scampering off]

[overllamatic]

I'm fine, by the way! Thanks for asking!

Jeez... where's the fire, running off like she's- she's... She looks really... [gimme a moment to process this] No, no, it can't be. I would totally know if she was here--

[checks pockets] IT WAS HER!!

[oh_grossness]

[you have been Yuffie'd, son]

[overllamatic]

[I don't know how to feel about this. On the one hand, my wallet!1! On the other, the Yuffie just sat on me and reached in my pants]

[byakuran]

[ also falls on you ]

Oh, I'm sorry; I thought you were a chair.

[overllamatic]

whyyyyyyyyyyy

[byakuran]

You broadcast a very chair-like personality~♪

[overllamatic]

He was right... That bastard was right... I really did get mistaken for exotic furniture...

[byakuran]

I wouldn't say exotic.

[overllamatic]

Somehow that feels worse...

[byakuran]

Does it? I'm sorry, then; I have a tendency to be quite blunt at times.

[overllamatic]

Ah, it's fine, it's fine.

[byakuran]

. . .

[ sits on you again ]