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[droprate]

Who: Chara
Broadcast: Text
Action: Red Fish, if you dare.
When: during the day (as in not at 12:30 in the morning when I am posting this)

Just throwing an idea out here. If anyone can find medicine that actually works on these ridiculous space colds (and lets me have some), I will knit that person as many ugly sweaters as they want. I promise, astronaut's honor, or whatever they say out here.

[ Of course, those on the Red Fish also have to deal with this colossal trainwreck of an adolescent in person. More or less. They're kind of cooped up in their sweet counselor office, having created a makeshift nest of blankets and pillows (one from the bed they would normally use, the rest from the couch in said office), though they are occasionally willing to leave the office. Mostly just for food, though if anyone is in the kitchen at these times, they will get to deal with this kid kind of giving them shifty eyes the entire time.

Enjoy your meal! ]

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[droprate]

[ Hey man, anytime. You just give the kid a ring when you want some good old sadness. ]

Or people being nice at all.

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[collegedropout]

I see. Come from a pretty rough place?

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[droprate]

Kind of. That's just how the world is, though.

[ Chara, you are like 13 what do you even know about the world ]

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[collegedropout]

The world? Sure. But some people have their upsides.

Just stay put, I'll be there with something to help you out. The planet'll have something useful, I'm sure.

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[droprate]

[ They doubt it, still. ]

I'll pay you back for it.

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[collegedropout]

I won't hold you to it, but sounds like a plan.

Actually, if you ever come across real books? Let me know. I'm craving some actual paperback material in my hands instead of reading off a monitor.

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[droprate]

I'll keep an eye out for you.

And, thanks.

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[collegedropout]

Not a problem. Hang in there.