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[diastereomer]

Wh-

[ Rustling can be heard over the network, like someone rolling around in their sheets despite it being nearly two in the afternoon. After a moment, the sound of an object (Yusuf's alarm clock, as it were) can be heard being picked up and put back down. His curtain is wide open, and yet the sun that usually wakes him up is not out, The City is as

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[orangetoughguy]

I gotta be honest with you. I don't get it.

[diastereomer]

The darkness?

[orangetoughguy]

The device as a woman.

[diastereomer]

Oh.

Well, every time I turn around it is unintentionally turned on. If it were a woman, I would be flattered to say the least.

[ A pause and then, because this conversation is crude enough as it is, ]

Exhausted to say the most.

[orangetoughguy]

[He's already snorting and chortling like a twelve year old.]

It also gets to know where you are at any given time and nag you if you don't answer.

[diastereomer]

Better than wandering off and needing me to keep an eye on it every waking moment.

I would never have to worry about covering my social bases ever again.

[orangetoughguy]

It ain't nice talkin' about your roommates like that.