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[survivorsguilt]

[Oh noes, the flower boy has gotten lost.]

...great. The one time they let me out by myself to deliver flowers, and I get lost. Wonderful.

[rubs at his shoulder. It's aching again.]

Anyone here? Hello?

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[aversionoftruth]

[A WILD CRAWFORD APPEARS, FGHT PKMN ITEM →RUN]

[gentiana_clusii]

[KEN USED GLARE. IT'S SUPER INEFFECTIVE.]

What the hell do you want?

[aversionoftruth]

Coffee.

[P.S. this is now the only place in the world with a coffeemaker]

Your etiquette could use some work. "What the hell do you want" isn't much of a greeting.

[gentiana_clusii]

Pardon me for not being Mr. Nice Guy. What do you care what my manners are like, anyway?

[aversionoftruth]

If we can't leave, we might as well be civil, yes?

[gentiana_clusii]

I have a better idea. I can go over there and occupy myself, and you can go over there, on the other side of the room, and...practice your maniacal laughter or something.

[aversionoftruth]

I don't like that idea.

[gentiana_clusii]

Well, that's just too bad for you, isn't it?

[gonna turn to try and walk away now--you gonna let him get away with it, Crawdad?]

[aversionoftruth]

[Yeah he doesn't really care.]

[catalyzing]

[Which means IT'S SCHULDIG TIME]

Whoops, where are you going?

[gentiana_clusii]

[stops short, SHOUTS TO THE HEAVENS okay not so much shouting but hey]

...God, what did I do to piss You off today?

[catalyzing]

I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but there's nobody up there.

[gentiana_clusii]

I'd rather talk to nobody than you.

[catalyzing]

Ouch, the cutting edge of wit. Do you talk to nobody pretty often?