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[fixyostrays]

[Hey, it's Ariana again! It seems even the cold weather won't stop her from being outside on the beach. She's found a beach chair, and has bundled herself up in a blanket with a magazine she's reading. ...Or seems to be reading. The cover SEEMS to be of vogue or something equally average. ...If you peek over her shoulder, you'll see an article

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[strayshota]

[hhhhi ariana we are peeking over your shoulder, we'd like to know about our 'shows' that we just happen to conveniently glance at as we walk into the room.]

[fixyostrays]

[She jumps a bit when she notices you, clutching her chest and gasping.]

Jesus! Scared me half to death!

[strayshota]

... ...sorry.

[fixyostrays]

Here.

[Passing the magazine.]

Yeesh, warning.

[strayshota]

[SUCCESS

now we read]

[fixyostrays]

What're you doing out here?

[strayshota]

[...checking up on you?

...maybe.]

[fixyostrays]

What's for dinner?

[strayshota]

Soup.

[fixyostrays]

Huh. Sounds good. Is it going to be a thicker soup?

[strayshota]

[nod nod]

[fixyostrays]

Excellent. I hate that sissy watery stuff, it doesn't fill you up at all.

[strayshota]

[nod nod - food was free here, so they could have whatever they wanted]

[fixyostrays]

I like being able to eat like a hog. Pretty nice.

[strayshota]

[...heh]

[fixyostrays]

I'd like filet mignon tomorrow... yeah...