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[notmakingout]

[There is a banner in the mess hall.]
CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR ONE YEAR CAMP ANNIVERSARY!
enjoy your boobs and cake!

[And a woman, complaining in a resigned sort of way.]

But I don't like cake...

[There is, also, quite a lot of cake.]

((picking up on and off /o/))

Comments

[holysiscon]

Uh--Sheena?

[notmakingout]

Sorry, nope. Just swapped inta body that looks like hers for the moment.

[holysiscon]

...just checking.

[notmakingout]

I don't mean ta disappoint ya.

[holysiscon]

*waves it off! and--edges back the second Flynn appears in the area*

It's not a problem or anything! Uh, I probably shouldn't crash the party, though.

[notmakingout]

Huh? It's not like it's a private party. And there's plenty of cake. 'Sides, ya must know Raine and everyone, right?

[holysiscon]

. . . yes maybe?

[notmakingout]

Then stick around.

[holysiscon]

N-no, I, really...

[notmakingout]

Don't tell me ya don't like cake either.

[holysiscon]

I'm not that fond of eating, no...

[notmakingout]

Eatin' at all?

[holysiscon]

Eating at all. ...it's complicated!

[notmakingout]

I guess it must be.

[holysiscon]

Yes.

[notmakingout]

Well, ya can still hang out. It's the mess hall, after all.