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[galateaed]

ngaaaaah i'm gonna go stir crazy at this rate
anyone got chores or something they need help with?
i can clean and do laundry, but i can't cook unless ya really like burnt stuff
or, i found a little bit of sewin' stuff, so maybe i could make a couple stuffed animals on
whaddya call it
commiseration?
...but i guess there ain't no real point to money here so
it could just be a favor or something!

i just really need to do stuff other than walk around all day lookin fer stuff that ain't even here...

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[blattella]

[When feeling down, secure yourself in the knowledge that at least you didn't actually have a Gregor Samsa moment, bedridden because you were bugging the fuck out due to paranoia!]

Both ends of the spectrum are no good, huh?? And I know we could make our own fun, but I don't know how to have fun to be honest. Not on my own.

Anyway. Meet you at City Hall? There were plants around there, you said? Or am I remembering wrong..........Either way we can go from there. I'll bring water and snacks, put it on my record.

[galateaed]

yeah... i hear there's a bowling alley now? i guess that's somethin' that could be fun...
never went much back home 'cause they're usually noisy
but if there's not that many people here maybe it won't be a problem?

and okay, sounds good!
there's a buncha little parks around, there oughta be one near a place as big as that

[blattella]

Yeah, I've heard about the bowling alley. Can't really say I'm keen on playing, but it's probably worth exploring for a lark, at least. And no one's there to laugh if you mess up, which is a bonus.

Alright! I'll meet you there whenever you feel like it today. I should get out of the flat anyway, so fresh air? Fresh air's good. And hope you like popcorn. It's either that or raw fish hahahahaha

[galateaed]

urgh, yeah, that's a real big bonus

ain't no time like the present, right? not like i got anywhere else t' be
and yeah, i like popcorn a lot! :D if ya got any burnt bits, mind saving 'em for me?

[blattella]

Alright, kiddo. You're on. I'll grab a bag of popcorn and meet you at City Hall ASAP; don't think they sell the burnt stuff, and it's pre-popped, but it's still good.

[He's a man of his word, at least on this front; Gregor just grabs snacks, a few bottles of water, and moseys on out within the next half hour at the latest!

Just. Catch him looking shifty as fuck (because he's nervous about how he's going to be perceived in meatspace), popcorn under his arm and bottles clutched tightly in his claw. ughhhh he should've warned this guy more about his big fuck-off bug claw arm, but it is what it is.]