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[deadtective]

I was going to apologize for throwing more inane bullshit on here, but since we're all going to be dying of plague soon I guess it's actually kind of topical. Get out while you still can, you know?

Anyway. Has anyone from an earth like this visited their home here? Was that kind of fun or just massively depressing?

And uh, I guess if the overwhelming answer is depressing I'm also taking vacation recommendations. I'm not really picky as long as it's somewhere kind of quiet and thought provoking. Someplace you can clear your head, you know?

Comments

[deadtective]

I'm not being difficult at all!! I'm just telling the truth!!!

[heavyhitter]

hey dont u live in 11

[deadtective]

WHO TOLD YOU THAT

[WHICH ROOMMATE'S FACE IS SHE GOING TO HAVE TO PUSH IN please don't let it be Jotaro's]

[heavyhitter]

for one thing i have eyes and were neighbors

[deadtective]

SHUT UP NO WE AREN'T

[heavyhitter]

god how can someone lie so bad thru text

[deadtective]

I'M NOT LYING YOU'RE LYING STOP LYING ON MY POST

[and if Ramir happens to be sending these messages from her own home, she will now be privy to a sudden (and familiar) shrill yell of FUCKING QUIT IT resounding through her neighborhood. the voice of the dead can really carry, apparently.]

[heavyhitter]

hahahaha omg ur so loud, is that ur superpower

[deadtective]

I have no idea what you're talking about!!!!!!!

[heavyhitter]

whatever, leave the house at some point today ok

[ because she actually is going to do the flowers thing and leave them at the front door... at some point. ugh can't use food ugh, such bullshit. ]

1/2

[deadtective]

You're not my mom, I'll go out whenever I feel like it.

[deadtective]

[and there's no other reply for a while, until ten minutes after whenever Ramir drops off those flowers...]

Oh my god I didn't think you were serious!

[heavyhitter]

[ yeah ENJOY THAT BUDDY, Ramir took that "my dad is a florist" business to heart and got a bouquet of gladiolus for strength of character and hydrangeas for perseverance. plus a note that says "don't do anything stupid". this is supportive. you gotta support your potential partners in crime. ]

im always serious, i never kid

[deadtective]

[oh no oh no oh no. it's a good thing Ramir isn't a next door neighbor or roommate, or she'd be able to hear the terrible sobbing noises Hazel is making right now.]

Like I'm supposed to know that!

[heavyhitter]

food wouldve been better

[deadtective]

Food would not have been better. Nobody ever uses gladiolas, they're so unappreciated!

[don't mind her, she's having a moment]

[heavyhitter]

yeah the flower lady looked at me like i was nuts, i was like fuck off i know my shit
which i dont but im a great faker

[deadtective]

You give me the name and address of that woman, I've got some words for her. A good florist never dissuades a customer from meaningfully unique bouquets! That's the shit that stands out!!

[heavyhitter]

man u getting worked up at someone that isnt me, thats novel. i like this

[deadtective]

Hey, I get upset at pretty much anyone who breathes wrong on me. It's not my fault you don't hang around me enough to notice.

[heavyhitter]

come on just give me this, its pleasant

[deadtective]

I can't fulfill my petty vendetta against the world if I let people have nice things that directly occurred because of me. Sorry.