Day 43 - Phonecall: All

[advisortype]

A-alright, I really hate to do this, honestly... b-but who's got food to spare right now? Me and Chie just finished off the last of our instant ramen and now we're down to a box of baking soda.

And even that's starting to look good.

Comments

[wings_of_vanth]

You ate everything in your house?

[Sigh. How long have these stores been closed around here?]

[advisortype]

We didn't stock up before the S-Mart exploded, the other shops closed down, and the snow hit... yeah, not gonna make that mistake again.

[wings_of_vanth]

So everything was open at one point.

[advisortype]

Uh huh. It's just this big-ass snowstorm causing everything to shut down and the food fairies to stop restocking everything. But at least the power's back on.

[wings_of_vanth]

Snow removal around here must not exist then. [A pause.]

...Food fairies?

[advisortype]

Or even the plows are all snowed in. It's insane, man.

...Well, I don't know what really brings us food every day, usually, so that's what I call them. It. Whatever.

[wings_of_vanth]

Sounds like an inn or a hotel. You've never seen'em? [Maybe they only come when you leave your beach house.]

[advisortype]

Of course I've seen an inn- oh, oh, you mean the food fairies? Nope, never have, and I hear anyone that stays up late trying to catch them just means they don't actually come that day.

[wings_of_vanth]

[He makes a bothered face. Strangers coming into your house at night to fill your cupboards? That's just bizarre.]

[advisortype]

[Don't you know it, bro.]

This damn place doesn't make any sense at all, dude.