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i dug my heels into the gravel、 as evidence for you to unravel. can you find me .ᐣ

*does not paw at you*

( it's because she struggled with that he's doing it. the education system was lacking here. ) oh .ᐣ knew you couldn't do it . guess i win the wholeee chocolate bar by default .

dressed up for the occasion as to not intimidate the folks coming up on glupov... they said my usual attire is enough of a scary costume... negatively.

alright , fine . but i'm ready to win and eat the chocolate bar . in front of you . ( he fishes in another drawer. pulling out a bag of marbles. ) we'll take turns . do a practice round first . +

( grinning. hook, line, and sinker. ) it's easy . for me , at least . bet you won't be able to keep up .

and for festivity's sake:

you should be more assertive with him and demand some candy .

it's *later . ( insistent. the inmates weren't done setting up. he's meant to keep her occupied. ) let's play a game . you win , i'll give you an entire chocolate bar . and 10 meal tickets .

what a cruel man . he won't even give you any candy ?

that's for later . ( archons she was immune to listening. ) you have to wear a costume to get candy . that's the rules .

oi . ( irritation tracing voice, tapping the center of her forehead gently. all she'd find in there is sharp things and odds and ends. ) ( he hid his chocolate elsewhere. ) go pick up the candy . and answer me .

lock him in a coffin since it's halloween night .

it's literally cooked sugar . you love that shit . ( sighing, sinking down into chair. ) . . . you had your regular check up with sigewinne , right .ᐣ don't give her trouble .

' rock my shit ' .ᐣ who's teaching you that .ᐣ ( rummaging drawers. tea, tea, various armaments, ah. tossing a caramel her way. ) only got old man candy , make do .

REALLY REAL .