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WHO: Creepy-chan and OPEN
WHERE: A PARK...
WHEN: Late afternoon/early evening on, uh. When was the last day this week that was actually fucking sunny?
WARNINGS: ... creeping?
SUMMARY: Under advice (read: Tommy made a throwaway comment about it), Ai is getting into the Halloween spirit! Do you know what that means? It means coming back from standing creepily on mountains in New England to, uh, carve pumpkins creepily in motherfucking public. Multiple pumpkins. Get in on this action.
FORMAT: ABSOLUTELY WHATEVER YOU WANT
There's a small, creepy little girl. And a picnic table. Piled upon that picnic table are what appears to be at least fifteen pumpkins, as well as a plastic box fulla plain white candles. The creepy little girl herself is sitting pretzel-style on the grass, a smaller pumpkin in her lap and a marker in her hand; her focus is intent on the unseen image she's halfway through drawing on its surface. Ask her what the fuck she's doing, y/n?
WHERE: A PARK...
WHEN: Late afternoon/early evening on, uh. When was the last day this week that was actually fucking sunny?
WARNINGS: ... creeping?
SUMMARY: Under advice (read: Tommy made a throwaway comment about it), Ai is getting into the Halloween spirit! Do you know what that means? It means coming back from standing creepily on mountains in New England to, uh, carve pumpkins creepily in motherfucking public. Multiple pumpkins. Get in on this action.
FORMAT: ABSOLUTELY WHATEVER YOU WANT
There's a small, creepy little girl. And a picnic table. Piled upon that picnic table are what appears to be at least fifteen pumpkins, as well as a plastic box fulla plain white candles. The creepy little girl herself is sitting pretzel-style on the grass, a smaller pumpkin in her lap and a marker in her hand; her focus is intent on the unseen image she's halfway through drawing on its surface. Ask her what the fuck she's doing, y/n?