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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Robin
Broadcast: Text
Action: None
When: At around 2:30am (central atroma time?)

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[in the dead of night, a single line of text appears posted on the network:]

I thnk he lickedmy eye







[ ... no, seriously, that's it. that's the text. thank goodness we have this miraculous technology to communicate our important thoughts. notably, if anyone tries replying, it'll take him a good eight hours of game time to finally respond.]

Comments

[theshabbiestofmen]

How is that something you're not entirely certain of?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[you know, he'll just reply with voice many hours later. sounding a little groggy and flustered, to boot.]

Look, I was asleep at the time. I woke up just enough to try and text myself the note.

[theshabbiestofmen]

One would think that would be an experience one remembers.

[Teasing! And so, so amused.]

Admittedly, I've been in your position-- although I was licked by a dog, so then again, perhaps not.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Why is this on me? He's the one licking eyeballs. [this is all very rude. r u d e. but he pauses, for a moment, at a sudden thought:] Though, he's more like a cat than a person most days, anyway.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Mm, I have a friend like that. A dog, though. Doggish. Very persistent in his licking. Have you tried a water spray bottle?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[at least that finally gets him to break out of his early-morning-annoyance and laugh (maybe out of horror):]

I think he'd just beat me to death with it.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Well, that's why you don't let him get that close. If they sense weakness, they exploit it-- it's like a pet, you have to be the alpha.