second errand. (backdated to dec 17)

[nopunchies]

(( Action // (Morning) 7133 Brooks Lane // Locked To Housemates ))

[[yawn. wakey wakey, eggs 'n bakey.]] Man, that was a weird dream... [[he answered 'no', but it was still kind of strange to have some stranger walk him around and show him all that depressing crap.

she heads downstairs, his mouth set on some breakfast, but the tv is on. he stops, and

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[Phone]

[grumpygumballs]

Rigby! Oh thank God!

[Wow, he never thought he'd ever say those words.]

I don't know. Some stupid crap where no people keep thinking I'm fake or something. Which is amazing considering, y'know, I haven't met most of these people before.

[nopunchies]

Hey, Beeeeeewaitaminute.

[[he's quiet.]] You're not Benson.

[grumpygumballs]

What do you mean I'm not Benson? Of course I'm Benson. You aren't going to believe that crap, are you?

[hamboning]

No, dude. I don't know who you are, but you're not Benson.

You sound so fake. Here's a tip: stop trying to hard. [[scoff scoff.]] You must think I'm some sorta idiot. But I'm not gonna fall for your trick.

phone;

[wecanallbeturds]

I've no explanation at all, I'm afraid! [ and no one was surprised. ]

[nopunchies]

Ugh, really? Man, this is all kinds of weird. I mean, the cannibal guys were weird, but this is super weird, y'know?

[wecanallbeturds]

Yes, it's quite disturbing. I don't know why Benson or Mordecai would ever want to disappear. [ They're too cool for that what even ]

[nopunchies]

I have no idea either. It's pretty sucky here but I'm here. Mordecai would never leave me behind, would he?

Ugh if that's what's happening I am gonna be so mad.