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[sharksong]

Who: People!
When: Day 19, Evening
Where: In and around Apt L (the door is open!)
What: Dinner!

[Something smells delicious over in apartment L. There are a several plates broad leaves lined up on the counter, each piled high with still steaming lizagon meat and various sauces (sweet and sour, sweet and spicy, spicy).]

. . . Do you think we made too much?

Comments

[anopenbook]

Sometimes even people besides me.

[madasahero]

I can see that happening.

[anopenbook]

Laughter is contagious though. So either way! It's good!

[madasahero]

[Wistfully.]

Y-Yes, yes it is very good.

[anopenbook]

And now you must have some ice cream.

[madasahero]

Red is very kind.

[...Eats like a sick bird. < <]

[anopenbook]

. . .

[madasahero]

[Fsrf D-do not stare.

...Attempts to eat more. :X]

[anopenbook]

[headpats and goes to help himself to some meat]

[madasahero]

[...

...Have I just being headpatted? :Oa]