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[sweetuponthseat]

[Outside of Girl's 2 stands an impressive pile of luggage. suitcases, garment bags, an oversized trunk... quite possibly even a hatbox. Miss Daisy - Daisy Adair is also standing there, dressed with all the care she can muster, which is considerable.]

Camp Fuck You Die, it's been a treat. Now, who's going to help me carry all this?

((now it's

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[toiletseat_girl]

---what?

[sweetuponthseat]

Georgia! I've only got a few minutes, so how do you want to do this?

[toiletseat_girl]

I. Uh. Fuck, you're leaving?! When did -- who decided that?

[sweetuponthseat]

You know, I never thought I could dislike a glorious word like Director, but.... oh well. Her. She says.

[pie_or_death]

... That's quite a bit of luggage.

[sweetuponthseat]

Well it all came here with me, so it's all got to go back.

[pie_or_death]

Well, that's very thoughtful of you, do not leave us with all of your things, though I guess I should say that it's a shame you're leaving at all.

[sweetuponthseat]

I'm also just a teensy bit attached to it. But thank you, Ned.

[12stepstoohigh]

...

Daisy?

[sweetuponthseat]

It's a beautiful day, Mason.

[12stepstoohigh]

A beautiful day for bullshit, am I right? Right?

[sweetuponthseat]

..... no.

I'm leaving. Today. Now.

[imbluedabadee]

I'll help ya, ma'am.

[sweetuponthseat]

... Well isn't this fitting.

[imbluedabadee]

[tries picking up one of the bags and boy is it heavy!] Oof! N-now where do you want me ta carry this to?

[sweetuponthseat]

To the barrier please, Mr. Hound.

[right_hand_of]

...you didn't have the hatbox last time.

[sweetuponthseat]

That's quite the memory.

[right_hand_of]

Yeah, well. You tend to make quite the impression.

[sweetuponthseat]

Charming to the last.