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[As the panty tree drops various red, yellow, and brown-ish thongs gently nearby, Marluxia sits at a table in his garden. It is the ideal sort of situation where one would expect tea in the garden; unfortunately, although he has a tea set placed on a trolley nearby, he does not have any tea on the table. Instead, he is slurping soda from cans, easily recognizable as stolen from the hospital vending machines, and has a cooler with more soda in it at his feet.

There is a spare chair.]

Beautiful day, isn't it?

((OOC: L-lol burned a finger cooking bacon, smrt. Will be slow/absent for a bit, hurts to type))