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[hot_mess_express]

Who: You
When: Day 52, morning
Where: Anywhere

[Of course there's still the flowers that, when stepped on, enhance or dull a sense, and there are still some chocolates in the lounge if you missed them or want more.

But this morning dawns with an infestation of bats.

That is, tiny tiny clockwork bats that get in your hair and coffee and make tiny tiny clockwork bat screeches.

Should you encounter a clockwork bat, and they're pretty hard to dodge, the next person you talk to will... Well, see one of your memories.

Otherwise it seems like a pretty typical morning, and the bats will be gone by afternoon.]

Comments

[awakenerd]

It's my charm point.

[crimeson]

One of 'em, yeah, but it's also usually not standing in my way.

[awakenerd]

I'm getting the impression I need to make "telling you things I appreciate about you" part of my morning routine.

[crimeson]

That is extremely the opposite of the point!

[awakenerd]

And yet it's definitely the message I'm getting here.

[crimeson]

I don't need that kinda thing... Please.

[abruptly just. tired.]

[awakenerd]

...Randy....

[crimeson]

Rean.

[awakenerd]

[He ruffles Randy's hair.]

One of these days you'll have to see what everyone else does. Until then I guess I'll just be happy that I'm privileged to know you.

[crimeson]

I can handle your regard, at least.

[awakenerd]

That's something.

[crimeson]

It's not like-- I want people to hate me? I'm happy to be liked.