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[evervigilante]

[ today it is raining Pringles ]

[ Yuri is catching them in his hand and munching on them ]

Not too shabby.

Comments

[notmakingout]

[catches one]

Are you certain it's safe to do that, Yuri-san?

[evervigilante]

If I drop dead in the next five minutes, then you'll know.

[notmakingout]

Please don't tempt fate.

[evervigilante]

Heh. I'm pretty sure my end won't come from a potato chip. That'd be unfair.

[notmakingout]

While I don't disagree regarding the likelihood of you dying via potato chip, I must say applying "fairness" to any Camp phenomena is rather pointless.

[evervigilante]

Probably. I just don't see it happening.

[notmakingout]

Your logic is flawed.

[eats one]

... well, it tastes normal.

[evervigilante]

Logic? Me? Heaven forbid.

[notmakingout]

... yes, well. It seems I'd forgotten your fondness for irrationality.

[evervigilante]

My irrationality, huh? Now I'm proud of it.

[notmakingout]

Why just now...?

[evervigilante]

I was never that irrational in the beginning.

[notmakingout]

You don't strike me as the type.

[evervigilante]

There's a lot you don't know about me.

[notmakingout]

Well, obviously.

[evervigilante]

Anyway, that part of me didn't show up until much later.