catch-all: date.

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w3, thursday

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[ i flipped a coin and got the food court, so date can be found eating fries near the mcnaldos. what's up? ]

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[Hunter has a frosty from Weedys! Yum! We regret to inform there are eyeballs in it. Less yum.

Mumbling to himself while he picks a spot to sit...]

I wonder what happened to that deformed horse...?

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[ well date was getting up to wander over and say hi and between the eyeballs in the frosty and the “deformed horse” he’s just turning around to walk back the other way ]

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[farewell forever date]

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[no he looks up and calls after him when he sees him walking away--]

Date?

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Hunter.

[ he has stopped. ]

… It was an alpaca, by the way.

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What? The... creature from yesterday?

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The fluffy little guy, yeah.

[ he was such a handsome fellow. ]

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You saw it? I thought you left the debate by then.

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[ haha ]

No, I was still around.

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... Huh. [he squints.] Must've missed you, then.

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... No, you saw me.

[ PICK UP WHAT HE'S PUTTING DOWN SWEETIE. ]

1/2

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I... did?

[hm?]

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Wait.

GASPS AND POINTS AT HIM????]

—Horse?!

[ALPACA.]

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[ he waves. ]

Alpaca.

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Did you get cursed?

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Probably.

[ haha! ]

Why, have you been?

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Not me. But I think Scaramouche was? Well, not this week. But last week.

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Oh, the… uh.


Hugging thing? [ … ] Yeah, Chandra too maybe.

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Hand-holding, actually. [He makes such a face at the idea of getting a hug from the moose.] You got hugged by both of them?

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No. Hand held by Chandra.

[ there is a long pause and when he talks he sounds very very deadpan. ] Scaramouche did no hugging whatsoever, at all. He’s not the hugging type.

[ stares flatly. ]

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[




he snorts.]

Let me guess... He threatened you into secrecy?

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[ he puts a finger to his own mouth. ]

What secrecy? There was nothing to be secret about.

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Uh-huh... Right. Nothing happened.

[Wowie... When they could bully Scaramouche without thinking of his murder hands.]

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[ yeah i love how they’re like tee hee teeheehee teehee as aki hootletootled around in the background preparing chaos. ]

Yeah, you get it. Nothing happened at all.