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[strawberried]

Alright, I give up. This is some kind of resort place in, fuck me, the Caribbean or something, right? The South Pacific?

Whatever. You've seen one island resort, you've seen them all. Point is, I need to get the hell out of here, since tomorrow is Monday, and that means Ishida's gonna put me in some more gay pink glasses or something

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[isabeansprout]

...I don't even know what to say anymore.

BABY

[strawberried]

How about directions to the airport.

HAY BABY HAY

[isabeansprout]

The what?

/CLINGS TO

[strawberried]

The. Airport.

...Shit, you people don't have an airport.

/BARNACLES

[isabeansprout]

...at least midnight isn't a long way off.

;;

[strawberried]

A helipad? A harbor? Come on.

better than stapling, right? 8D

[isabeansprout]

No. You're stuck forever.

...yes :<

[strawberried]

I got here somehow, right? So how do I get out?

/eyegleam

[isabeansprout]

You don't.

...what.

[strawberried]

...Fuck, I knew I'd kidnapped someday.

nothing 8D

[isabeansprout]

It's a tragedy, really.

what did i type there

[strawberried]

You're not a stalker, are you?

i dunno 8D alsdfj and need to go to bed sob

[isabeansprout]

Absolutely not. I'm a stalkee.

NO WHAT IT'S SO EARLY 8|

[strawberried]

Yeah, yeah, they always deny it.

siiiiiiiiiiiick D: and gotta work in the morning

[isabeansprout]

I have better things to do with my time than stalk you, Narcissus.

my poor baby D:

[strawberried]

Whatever. You're not my first stalker, you know.