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𝘿𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙠.
𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑷𝑳𝑬 𝑪𝑯𝑬𝑪𝑲 .ᐟ ⌯⌲
-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈ 𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬.
𝘿𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙠.
𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑷𝑳𝑬 𝑪𝑯𝑬𝑪𝑲 .ᐟ ⌯⌲
Not if you actually let me handle the problem.
November 16, 2025 at 4:57 AM
Not if you actually let me handle the problem.
I AM always busy. My decision-making skills are working just fine. I'll decide which is more important in the moment.
November 14, 2025 at 10:50 PM
I AM always busy. My decision-making skills are working just fine. I'll decide which is more important in the moment.
The answer is yes. I have.
November 14, 2025 at 10:38 PM
The answer is yes. I have.
Haven't I told you to let me know when these things happen?
November 14, 2025 at 10:34 PM
Haven't I told you to let me know when these things happen?
And... why is that?
November 14, 2025 at 6:17 PM
And... why is that?
Why don't you want to go to work, exactly, is my question?
November 14, 2025 at 6:01 PM
Why don't you want to go to work, exactly, is my question?
Right. Yes. I understand that.
November 14, 2025 at 4:27 PM
Right. Yes. I understand that.
Yes, you established that part.
November 14, 2025 at 4:59 AM
Yes, you established that part.
... I'm fine.
[ Burying her head in her knees as he says it, so that it's muffled. ]
[ Burying her head in her knees as he says it, so that it's muffled. ]
November 10, 2025 at 10:08 PM
... I'm fine.
[ Burying her head in her knees as he says it, so that it's muffled. ]
[ Burying her head in her knees as he says it, so that it's muffled. ]
... It seemed important. That's all.
[ Against its will, Chartreuse's voice shakes terribly, like he'd been crying. ]
[ Against its will, Chartreuse's voice shakes terribly, like he'd been crying. ]
November 10, 2025 at 9:45 PM
... It seemed important. That's all.
[ Against its will, Chartreuse's voice shakes terribly, like he'd been crying. ]
[ Against its will, Chartreuse's voice shakes terribly, like he'd been crying. ]
[ Chartreuse turns her head away quickly. One gloved hand scrambles to pick up the paper, and he holds it up in Spamton's general direction, shakily. ]
November 10, 2025 at 9:32 PM
[ Chartreuse turns her head away quickly. One gloved hand scrambles to pick up the paper, and he holds it up in Spamton's general direction, shakily. ]
...
[ She can only barely muster a second 𝘵𝘢𝘱, 𝘵𝘢𝘱. It's perhaps even less confident this time. ]
[ She can only barely muster a second 𝘵𝘢𝘱, 𝘵𝘢𝘱. It's perhaps even less confident this time. ]
November 10, 2025 at 9:27 PM
...
[ She can only barely muster a second 𝘵𝘢𝘱, 𝘵𝘢𝘱. It's perhaps even less confident this time. ]
[ She can only barely muster a second 𝘵𝘢𝘱, 𝘵𝘢𝘱. It's perhaps even less confident this time. ]
[ ... Blink. ]
[ Hm. Odd. Well, she probably shouldn't just leave this here, but— ]
[ ... Before she can even engage in a mental debate with herself—tap, tap, on the metal side. ]
[ God, there must be something wrong with him. ]
[ Hm. Odd. Well, she probably shouldn't just leave this here, but— ]
[ ... Before she can even engage in a mental debate with herself—tap, tap, on the metal side. ]
[ God, there must be something wrong with him. ]
November 9, 2025 at 5:19 PM
[ ... Blink. ]
[ Hm. Odd. Well, she probably shouldn't just leave this here, but— ]
[ ... Before she can even engage in a mental debate with herself—tap, tap, on the metal side. ]
[ God, there must be something wrong with him. ]
[ Hm. Odd. Well, she probably shouldn't just leave this here, but— ]
[ ... Before she can even engage in a mental debate with herself—tap, tap, on the metal side. ]
[ God, there must be something wrong with him. ]
[ ... Sounded like paper falling. His head lifts, just enough to peer down at the fallen sheet. ]
November 9, 2025 at 7:28 AM
[ ... Sounded like paper falling. His head lifts, just enough to peer down at the fallen sheet. ]
[ Shhhit. Of all people, god, Spamton shouldn't see him like this. ]
[ It tries to press itself even closer against the wall, curling in on itself. ]
[ It tries to press itself even closer against the wall, curling in on itself. ]
November 9, 2025 at 7:25 AM
[ Shhhit. Of all people, god, Spamton shouldn't see him like this. ]
[ It tries to press itself even closer against the wall, curling in on itself. ]
[ It tries to press itself even closer against the wall, curling in on itself. ]
W-Wait, I don't...
[ What the fuck, Chartreuse. Why is he trying to stop her? He's not sure. She doesn't even know what she'd say. ]
[ What the fuck, Chartreuse. Why is he trying to stop her? He's not sure. She doesn't even know what she'd say. ]
November 9, 2025 at 7:19 AM
W-Wait, I don't...
[ What the fuck, Chartreuse. Why is he trying to stop her? He's not sure. She doesn't even know what she'd say. ]
[ What the fuck, Chartreuse. Why is he trying to stop her? He's not sure. She doesn't even know what she'd say. ]
[ Freezing, recoiling a little. Looking anywhere but at her. ]
I'm... I'm not going to hurt you. Wh-Why would I...
I'm... I'm not going to hurt you. Wh-Why would I...
November 9, 2025 at 7:15 AM
[ Freezing, recoiling a little. Looking anywhere but at her. ]
I'm... I'm not going to hurt you. Wh-Why would I...
I'm... I'm not going to hurt you. Wh-Why would I...
...
[ Almost before he can even stop to think, he's kneeling down, stiffly retrieving the glasses and holding them out to her. Its hand is shaking a little. ]
[ Almost before he can even stop to think, he's kneeling down, stiffly retrieving the glasses and holding them out to her. Its hand is shaking a little. ]
November 9, 2025 at 7:10 AM
...
[ Almost before he can even stop to think, he's kneeling down, stiffly retrieving the glasses and holding them out to her. Its hand is shaking a little. ]
[ Almost before he can even stop to think, he's kneeling down, stiffly retrieving the glasses and holding them out to her. Its hand is shaking a little. ]
I...
[ ... She sighs. It's just the slightest bit shaky. ]
... It's fine. I'm not... I'm not in the mood to argue right now, anyway.
[ ... She sighs. It's just the slightest bit shaky. ]
... It's fine. I'm not... I'm not in the mood to argue right now, anyway.
November 9, 2025 at 7:02 AM
I...
[ ... She sighs. It's just the slightest bit shaky. ]
... It's fine. I'm not... I'm not in the mood to argue right now, anyway.
[ ... She sighs. It's just the slightest bit shaky. ]
... It's fine. I'm not... I'm not in the mood to argue right now, anyway.
[ He can't go home right now. Eos is probably there. They shouldn't have to deal with this. ]
November 9, 2025 at 5:39 AM
[ He can't go home right now. Eos is probably there. They shouldn't have to deal with this. ]