[Whenever Date swings by the Home Biome, he will find Hunter already inside. Furthermore, it seems like the biome has taken the shape of... a basement? A washing machine and dryer are pushed against the wall next to the door, and a random assortment of items and trinkets has been piled against the wall opposite to the stair case.
Hunter glances at him from where he's sitting on the couch, and then turns his attention back to the bird cage.]
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week five, monday.
Hunter glances at him from where he's sitting on the couch, and then turns his attention back to the bird cage.]
We're in some kind of illusion.
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[ oh.
he takes a moment to glance around before reaching out and tapping part of the scenery, rapping his knuckles against it. ]
It feels pretty real.
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[He sighs.]
We're still in hell, right? This place doesn't belong here.
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[ ... ]
This is somewhere you recognise, then.
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[And he hates it.]
Camila— My friend's mom, she let me and my friends stay in her basement after we got stuck in the human realm. I don't know why it's here.
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[ he’s looking around but trying to be discreet about it. ]
That’s normally why they do anything here.
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