catch-all: mollymauk.

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one day a shitpost will go here

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saturday, week zero.

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[Walking into the kitchen some time after he's already there. Hello? Hello.]

Oh! Molly! [... Where did the other half of his name go? Mystery.] Whatcha up to?

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[He doesn't even notice that she shortened it - he's used to it. In fact - it means they're becoming fast friends, obviously.]

Ah, just--

[He kicks at the foot of one of the stupid food stands.]

Trying to soak something out here, and as usual in this place, I'm completely baffled. It isn't my favorite feeling, you understand.

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[They are truly on the path to becoming besties... Maybe. She looks at the stand he just kicked, then back at him, and then at the sink.]

Oh, yeah. I totally get that. This place sucks. But what are you trying to soak? [Buddy, are you actually cooking and cleaning?] I thought the vending machine would just shit out whatever food you wanted.

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A tall person got me a bottle of something dark green, and so I thought, bread! Bread will help. But now I can't find it. So there is that.

[Soaking up alcohol. Apparently.]

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You can't find the— bread? In a kitchen like this?

[Is... Is he drunk on slime? Is she following? Bruh.]

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[Opening the fridge? Closing the fridge. Opening the fridge.]

This thing is odd.

[Help.]

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[Well.]

... Okay, just double-checking. Does the word "fridge" sound familiar to you?