Uuuuuuuuugh. This god-forsaken place is getting more and more packed with noisy noisy neighbors, and none of them wears a zip-up sweater and sings a cheerful song when they come home, which makes them the other kind of neighbor. Rogers-san, come save me...
Gaaah, and I haven't found any pudding yet-- Oi. Someone out there. Someone with pudding,
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*happily hands him some HL*
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*takes out some more HL*
I hope your pet will get better...
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Hee...
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