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[deadkord]

For sale: an entire bathroom full of fancy hair products, skin products, bath products, and some stuff I genuinely can't identify.

De Chima government apartments. Best offer takes whatever they want.

Also if anyone wants a box of signed Booster Gold headshots and mancalendars, I would consider paying someone to take them.

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[deadkord]

That's not what I meant.

[textualhealing]

Which anythings were you referring to, if not 'that'?

[deadkord]

There could be a lot of anythings that aren't that.

[textualhealing]

I dunno. In the words of a popular American dish, I would do anything for brolove, but I won't do that.

[deadkord]

Remind me how we even got on this topic again?

On second thought, don't.

[textualhealing]

The most important thing here is me getting all those products.

[deadkord]

I'm being bribed not to sell you anything, I'm afraid!

[textualhealing]

I'll pay double.

[deadkord]

Double's actually not that much, and I'll be honest, I'm moooostly doing it because it's kinda funny that she doesn't want me to sell to you.

[textualhealing]

You're the worst!

[deadkord]

Nah. I'm just kind of petty and bored.

[textualhealing]

I could give all the money to charity. If you say no to that, you're just a douche, right?

[deadkord]

Way to make it not fun anymore.

Okay, fine, you win. Mostly because she's sending the money to me via raccoon, and I make it a practice not to take anything from potentially rabid wildlife.

Dorian already convinced me to give him first dibs, but whatever he doesn't want, knock yourself out.

[ He follows this up with a photo of his overcrowded bathroom counter, covered in Booster's unused products. They're all pretty high end, as promised. ]

[textualhealing]

Wait. I'm getting sloppy seconds to that guy? Ugh no ty.

[deadkord]

Technically sloppy thirds, since all this stuff was Booster's first.

What do you have against Dorian?

[textualhealing]

A better question would be what DON'T I have against him? Does anyone actually like that guy? He's like a poor man's me. Like if I had an older, way uglier double.