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[defyingreality]

[ In writing rather his usual voice memo tactics. However he will still answer in voice since it's easier to pull off. ]

For all coffee drinkers, I've managed to find a few suitable brews to grace our shared kitchen as well as the needed tools to brew it. There should also be a larger variety of snacks to go with - if there's a craving for something specific leave a note.

Wreck, there should be some energy drinks as well. Nothing quite like home's but still good enough.

I also managed a few simple tools for repairs and a simple first aid kit. Both can be found in the laundry room.

Wreck, Nice, time for a talk.

-X

Comments

[defyingreality]

I can, and some youtiao if you want. I managed to find some in a book.

[dovedive]

You really are getting more used to the way things work in this place, aren't you? Got us drinks and a snack. What else are you going to pull out, the kitchen sink?

[defyingreality]

I would if I knew any plumping. Maybe even a better washer, but nothing that big. Unfortunately.

[dovedive]

Better start reading up on it, although with everything being incomplete it probably wouldn't teach you how to connect everything.

Okay, I'll be there soon.

[defyingreality]

Oh God. No More Work.

[ Please Nice he's trying to not end up becoming X here again. ]

Okay. See you there.

> Action

[dovedive]

[ Though he may not be able to hear it, Nice might have actually uttered a laugh when he heard X's pleas. ]

See you there.

[ It takes Nice about ten minutes to work up the nerves to actually head toward the garden. Honestly with his active imagination and the lack of sleep he's been getting here (well continued lack of sleep since he didn't sleep well back home either), he was a little hesitant. What if X wanted to fight or wanted to get revenge for Smile? He's been so trusting of X so far, but....

He takes a deep breath. ]

> Action

[defyingreality]

[ He's not in his Herosona. X was dressed like some kind of college kid in scruffy pants, a self-printed tshirt with The Count on it, and glasses held together with tape. Seeing Nice, he waves with a can of coffee. ]

Doing okay?

> Action

[dovedive]

[ X wasn't the only one wearing something that wasn't the usual, though it was hidden mostly underneath another shirt. If X was observant though he'd notice the "undershirt" nice had on was a bright shade of yellow. Nice lowered his head in a polite bow as he slowly made his way over to X. His fingers gently tapping his sides out of nerves.

I should be asking you that.

[ he gestures to his own face to mean the glasses. ]

> Action

[defyingreality]

[ He notices and then pretends to not notice. What would he say anyways? It's not his place to tell two young people who they should and should not get involved with. ]

Huh? [ He reached up, tapped his glasses and they cracked before repairing themselves. Look, he didn't need to snap his fingers for that little bit of work. ] Oh. I sat on them, just didn't get around to fixing them.

> Action

[dovedive]

[ Nice jumps a little when he sees the glasses repair so quickly. His face practically gawking at X. ]

Is there anything you can't do?!

[ How does it feel, Nice? How does it feel to be on the receiving end of those exact feelings? ]