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Who: anyone
When: Day 75, evening
Where: anywhere
What: mingling

[have you grown accustomed to the smell of rotted flora and fauna yet? have you figured out ways to deal with the scents? how will your evening go?

those who happen to pass by the dry fountain on the fourth floor will find a number of small ceramic pots with florists block foam in the bottom of them. around them are dozens of different freshly cut wildflowers. there are no instructions, but those who take the time to make an arrangement and take it home with them will find the air in their apartment refreshed and pleasant]

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[STALKS OFF ARGH YOU]

[ follows! still carrying the flower ]

Grumpy as always, I see.

With a reason!

What reason is that?

I like having my dignity!

Your dignity will not evaporate in the presence of a flower, Ky.

Or so you think-- why are you following me with that thing

I happen to like flowers.

[ and he hasn't decided how else to pick on you with it yet. ]

Stick it in your own hair then!

[staying out of arm's reach of you!!!]

It wouldn't suit me.

[ if I speed up can I get it into your back pocket... ]

[still going to try dodge, how dare you!]

[ too nice to grab you. you're lucky. ]

You're easily offended by such a small thing.

[telling you about pings probably helped]

Doesn't matter, I still don't want it.

[ yes it did. I paid attention, see? ]

You act as if its very touch will cause your manhood to wither away.

That's not possible, but that doesn't mean I want it just to prove it.

I wasn't speaking literally.

[ but sure I'll just put it in my own pocket instead ]

[a little more at ease once the flower's away]

[but still wary]

[ how can you be wary of this innocent happy face ]

[easily]

[ well I'm just going to be a chipper puppy anyway ]

What were those flowers even for?

I'm not sure. They were lying there with pots.

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