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Louie Mallard
I'm a shooting star, leaping through the sky like a tiger defying the laws of gravity. I'm a racing car, passing by like Lady Godiva I'm gonna go, go, go there's no stopping me! Pride Uni Student.
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exsqueak-me:
New Rules || Pipie
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“Says the boy who just walked into our room carrying a literal trash bag, Mallard,” was Pip’s swift reply.
And yes, he was judging. Judging hardcore, eyes fluttering up and down, a scowl on his lips. This was exactly why he’d taken the initiative here, because Louie would never.
“Besides, they’re like, basic rules. As in, lights out by midnight, no guests or boyfriends over without at least a 12 hour notice, and of course a bathroom and trash schedule for us,” he rattled off.
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“Hey, it’s efficient. Not everything was gonna fit in my backpack. Besides like my ps5 but like...duh that’s fragile. Gotta put it in there.”
Louie shrugged his shoulders, setting his trash bag and backpack down on the bed he assumed was his by default since Pip was weird and early. This was...going to be one hell of a year.
“Wait wait wait...midnight? What if a paper’s due in the morning and you gotta cram? That’s just crazy!” The rest sounded pretty reasonable in general, but Louie didn’t want to admit it. “And 12 hours is oddly specific. Isn’t three hours decent enough?”
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New Rules || Pipie
Naturally, Pip had gotten to the new dorm first.
And naturally, Pip had already basically unpacked everything by the time Louie oh-so-fashionably late Mallard arrived on the scene.
“Oh good! You’re just in time to help me decide where we should hang up this beautiful list of rules I have had laminated for us,” said Pip with a flourish.
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So Louie was sharing with his ex. Great.
He was pretty sure this wasn’t the WORST thing that could happen for his college experience but...it was still kinda bad. And awkward. A lot of awkward honestly.
Louie made his way into the dorms with his trash bag of stuff and a backpack...plus the skateboard he’d rode down the hallway on. He was s e t.
“Wait. Hold up. You made rules without even discussing it? Dude that’s way lame.”
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librariansylvia:
Helping Hand | Open
Sylvia was sitting at her desk, sorting through the piles of books when she heard footsteps, “Hi! How can I help you?,” she said as she looked up at the person.
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Louie was very sure this was not going to win him any points with the librarian. But well...it wasn’t his fault the book had gotten stuck between his dorm bed and the wall and he’d struggled to get it out. The pages were only like...sort of bent.
A weak smile spread across his face. “So uh...I need to return this book...it’s seriously not my fault this happened but yeah.”
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NAME: Sir Llewellyn of Moor’s End
TITLE: Knight, Protector of the Small
HOUSE: Knightley
OCCUPATION: Knight
ALLIANCES: Allied with anyone who supports the Knightleys publicly. Privately it’s anyone who will give him more power
BIOGRAPHY: Llewellyn always knew he was destined for greatness.
He was just a boy when his own father started to share the wisdom of the sword with him. Though Louie was young, he was eager, and as soon as he was of an age to learn, he was on his father to teach him everything he knew.
For while their family was not the most well off, his father was a knight of Swysteros, and that commanded a level of respect none of the kids his age were giving Louie. Louie was determined to have people learn that he was one who really needed to be respected.
So he became a squire for a knight that was close with his father, he learned how to mend equipment and sharpen swords. He did all the grunt work until he finally was able to become a knight himself!
It was a dream come true! Louie started to travel around Swysteros, eager to show his worth to the Knightleys and everyone else. It was while he was on his travels that he met Zero, a boy who was sharp and funny and who’s eyes sparkled a certain way and well...Louie was smitten.
Not knowing whether he would be able to come back that same way again, Louie proposed to Zero not long after they started seeing one another. A mere month or so later, they were wed. Now Louie is determined to see their household rise in respect and admiration. If only there wasn’t this pesky wedding to attend...
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zerohallows:
Date Night // Zero & Louie
Zero didn’t really understand why people wanted to run around the dark and try to shoot each other with plastic guns, not any more than he really got why arcades were filled with games centered around also shooting monsters, zombies and whatever else; but at least his small amount of experience in the latter was bound to help him that night, right?
He thought so anyway; that conviction had begun to waver a bit when Louie had started explaining how laser tag worked while they waited outside the doorway all lit up in glowing colors, studying the strange mechanics of the plastic, mesh and LED covered monstrosity of a vest that felt truly odd and constricting. But Louie seemed excited when he had suggested the idea because he had little idea what it actually was but a game, and Louie liked games.
Was Zero worried about the town magic drain? Yes. Was he basically staying away from Enchantra because he wasn’t sure if the unpredictable power there wasn’t something he wanted to chance somehow setting off his own destructive Talent even if it was weakened to practically a dulled edge? Absolutely.
Was Zero able to do anything about any of that? Not really.
So, sure, he was at Pizza Planet with Louie on a date trying to make sense of laser tag because, well, sure it was selfish but it wasn’t like he was going to be helpful trying to help solve a problems everyone else in town still had no answers for.
Even if he had ideas, who was bound to listen him anyway?
“Why does-” he interrupted midway through the question by a suddenly flicker of bright blue lights along the vest and a vibration that startled him enough to make him jump as the vest hummed and activated in preparation for the game. He shot Louie a look, amused at his own surprise. “Okay, you could have warned me about that.”
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Was Louie making a habit out of taking his date to Pizza Planet? Maybe. Were there that many places to take dates in Swynlake? Not really. So honestly, Pizza Planet was one of the safer bets there were about fun date plans.
Louie was ready to show one of the best games in this place: laser tag. Now, would it have been nicer to offer to be on the same team with Zero? Maybe. But Louie liked to mess around and be competitive and he thought it would be fun to chase him. And be chased.
“About what? The lights coming on? I mean...it is laster tag. Gotta do something for the lasers.” Louie admittedly had forgotten how it came on, but oh well. At least Zero seemed pretty tolerant of weird stuff. It was kind of working out in his favor.
“Anyway...the objective like I said is to track each other down and shoot each other with lasers. Whoever gets the most points wins.” Louie grinned, demonstrating how to hold the laser gun thing. “It’s gonna count down and then it’s game on....are you ready for this?”
Date Night // Zero & Louie
Zero didn't really understand why people wanted to run around the dark and try to shoot each other with plastic guns, not any more than he really got why arcades were filled with games centered around also shooting monsters, zombies and whatever else; but at least his small amount of experience in the latter was bound to help him that night, right?
He thought so anyway; that conviction had begun to waver a bit when Louie had started explaining how laser tag worked while they waited outside the doorway all lit up in glowing colors, studying the strange mechanics of the plastic, mesh and LED covered monstrosity of a vest that felt truly odd and constricting. But Louie seemed excited when he had suggested the idea because he had little idea what it actually was but a game, and Louie liked games.
Was Zero worried about the town magic drain? Yes. Was he basically staying away from Enchantra because he wasn't sure if the unpredictable power there wasn't something he wanted to chance somehow setting off his own destructive Talent even if it was weakened to practically a dulled edge? Absolutely.
Was Zero able to do anything about any of that? Not really.
So, sure, he was at Pizza Planet with Louie on a date trying to make sense of laser tag because, well, sure it was selfish but it wasn't like he was going to be helpful trying to help solve a problems everyone else in town still had no answers for.
Even if he had ideas, who was bound to listen him anyway?
"Why does-" he interrupted midway through the question by a suddenly flicker of bright blue lights along the vest and a vibration that startled him enough to make him jump as the vest hummed and activated in preparation for the game. He shot Louie a look, amused at his own surprise. "Okay, you could have warned me about that."
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neverlost-nan:
WOOF! | Lounana
Nan shuffled through the brochures. There were quite a few that had shocked her, but she also had a few more tame questions, routine things she had been wondering about anyway. It seemed most likely that this kid, who seemed to be about Danny’s age (Nan wondered if he knew him!!) would know about this particular thing.
“This pizza shop! It has a whole arcade in it, too?” Nan asked, holding up the Pizza Planet brochure. “Is this somewhere the kids like to hang out?”
After all, Nan was very excited to be reunited with her cousins. It was time to start planning some outings for all of them to spend some time together again, just like old times!
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Louie couldn’t help but stare.
Maybe it was because he couldn’t picture a lady like her in the arcade. That seemed mean but like...she just didn’t give off the gamer vibe at all. Any type of gaming.
Of course he could be wrong! It happened from time to time (all the time).
“Oh uh...I mean yeah it’s got a pretty cool arcade in there. Kind of depends on what “the kids” like to do.” He did air quotes with some amusement. “My friends and I usually hang at each other’s houses or at the dorms and stuff.”
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neverlost-nan:
WOOF! | Open
Nan had gotten very good at learning new cities during her rotations. She had a system down, as she always had a system down. Step one was to go to Town Hall (or City Hall, or the community center, or whatever they called it) and pick up as many brochures as possible. Takeout menus, parks department events, emergency services– she liked to keep them all on a bulletin board in her kitchen for easy reference. And sometimes she took that time to stick her own babysitting and nanny service flyer up!
(Not today, though! Nan was officially Doctor Nan!)
She walked out of Town Hall, reading one of the brochures, her expression turning concerned. This town was certainly… well, Nan had been warned, but she didn’t really think all that stuff was real!
She looked up to see someone else approaching Town Hall. “Uh, excuse me– do you live here? Can I ask you something?”
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Louie was living his best life this summer with camping and messing around, and he’d just tricked out his skateboard too to add a propeller thing and make his own electric skateboard. A little insane, but also super worth it for the speeds he got up to going through town.
Anyway, he was going to check out the community center, maybe hang for a bit before he went ahead and did some wild tricks on his skateboard.
At least, that was the plan before some lady distracted him from his mission. “Huh? I mean...yeah I do. What do you want to know?”
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zerohallows:
Basket Case | Zero & Louie
“I don’t scare that easy,” Zero replied with a humored sound; more over his own disconnect from the concept than anything to do with Louie’s awkwardness right then. “Hey, it’s fine; I just figured you were dealing with things the way you needed to for a while. That’s…what most people do, right?”
Zero really didn’t know the full range of reasonable coping skills but avoiding danger was probably a fairly normal one.
“Not dumb,” he shook his head when Louie tried to sneak that self deprecating comment into the conversation, “You didn’t know how I handle things like that either.”
Frankly, he had been more curious than afraid. But now his curiosity had entirely shifted to the other boy, storms and demons suddenly less important.
“And you did find me,” he added with his attention drawn back to Louie, a smile creeping up on him. “So you still want to hang out with me, right?” The question wasn’t even hesitant, because why would it be? He thought it had been pretty obvious he liked him, and still did; but just in case Louie needed clarification on that one.
“Maybe we should try the date thing again,” he suggested, keeping his thoughts from getting too hung up on the possibility, more than they already were, but he was..a little optimistic.
Honestly, Zero felt a little unreal to Louie. Like...maybe it was because he hadn’t dated much, or cause he just assumed people were generally kind of dickish. He just didn’t think Zero would want to date again when shit went that wild.
“I mean yeah...that’s true. I just thought you know...started in chaos might be a weird sort of omen. Vibe. Thing.” Granted, Louie was a weirdo and all his friends were too. Chaos was exactly how they had met. Maybe he’d just sort of expected dating and things to work in the more cliche type of way. Silly but, whatever.
Louie found a smile lighting up his face as Zero smiled at him. He couldn’t help it. Smiling was infectious. And like...he wanted to hang out still too. “I think....I think we should definitely try the date thing again. Our first date was good...second was a bit wack but that just mean third time’s the charm.” He agreed.
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Basket Case | Zero & Louie
Zero hadn’t really stressed much over the disaster part of prom; the truth was it hadn’t seemed overly disastrous to him, it was liveable. Demons, sure, he didn’t know much about them, but he wasn’t terrified of them; fear made people take a bad situation and make it worse. Zero didn’t get scared over much.
But he realized that other people had very different reactions; apparently disasters made Tanya lose her mind, made people lile Tony entirely disconnect and Mim? Uh, evidently she just stress adopted people. None of those reactions made a lot of sense to Zero but he shrugged it off because it seemed to get people through things.
He didn’t know what the Louie reaction to stress was, yet.
“Hey,” he paused, technically he’d been fresh out of his shift at the Rock Shoppe and headed towards Hatter’s so it wasn’t like anything important had been happening, “You’ve been elusive since demons tried to eat town, or…whatever, I still haven’t gotten the full story out of Mim yet.” He mused, then rolled his thin shoulders in a shrug again, turning his attention fully to Louie. “Which I get; stressful stuff and all. You okay?”
It had never crossed Zero’s mind that Louie wouldn’t appear again after he was more settled and less…whatever he was post prom; it had just been a matter of waiting it out, right? Zero didn’t know what the line of intrusive was, yet, he had to go on Louie cues still.
Louie couldn’t help but feel a little sheepish. He hadn’t meant to be the elusive one. Honestly he hadn’t. He just...it was a lot to process and then he and his friends wanted to plan a camping adventure and..yeah. Here he was.
There was of course also that part of him that was afraid Zero would see him and bolt. Or see him and tell him to walk away cause prom was nothing at all like he was told. Anything really. It was kind of a mess.
“Huh? Oh yeah I’m okay. Sorry for like...disappearing. That shit was crazy. And like...” he rubbed the back of his neck. “I was kinda scared you’d like...be completely freaked and not want to hang out anymore or something. Even though the storm had nothing to do with me or anything! I just...yeah. Kinda dumb I know.”
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Basket Case | Zero & Louie
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So...prom had ended in disaster. Louie’d got separated from Zero during the mess, and with a nice bump on his head that was healing and a small cut on his arm from a graceless tumble...he considered it a pretty easy time of it all. But it did kind of make him worry that Zero wouldn’t want to go to something like that with him again.
Why would someone want to risk themselves like that?
Granted, most proms were pretty tame. How was Louie supposed to know that would happen? Either way, he had to talk to Zero, tell him he was sorry it got all weird...and hope that Zero would still want to go out with him.
Seriously, why was this his luck anyway? Whatever. Louie looked around all over town it felt like before he finally caught sight of him. “Zero! Hey! You got a minute?” He asked, jogging over to him and relieved that the guy at least wasn’t actively trying to avoid him. Probably a good sign right?
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Elevator (<3) || Chouie
Here was Chip’s specialty in music: dad rock.
Look, he’d lived with a forty-year-old woman! Linda could rock out, but she wasn’t listening to One Direction! He knew a couple of Top 40s too, ofc, but… shit!
“Oh damn uh– what’s– uh– the dude– Harry Styles!” blurted Chip. “If it’s not him I don’t know it bro, they all blur together for me!”
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“Niiice! You got it dude!”
Louie squinted as the thing changed and he considered the group there. “Oh oh okay okay. Uh...” he jumped up dramatically and started playing air guitar and yelling “COMING OUTTA MY CAGE AND I BEEN DOING JUST FINE GOTTA GOTTA BE DOWN... you know the band right?”
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the-name-is-chip:
Elevator (<3) || Chouie
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“Oh man, me too!” Chip glanced up from his phone and grinned.
After all, he’d spent a bunch of his life listening to human music through the walls– or peering out at human movies through the cracks. With Linda, he could come on out and watch on the sofa like a normal person, of course, but it had taken him a couple of years before he’d felt okay doing that. It was in a Borrower’s nature to sneak, hide, spy.
“Definitely not as good at like, the sports or famous people category,” he added with a chuckle. Those had never been his Things.
“Okay! We’ll do– music!” He flipped the phone onto his forehead. “And go!”
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“Wow sweet!” Louie was honestly half worried this dude would be a sports guy. He looked like he could be the type. But miracles did happen. He was just stupidly ripped, not some annoying jock.
Louie watched the timer go and blinked. “Okay okay okay...this dude is like stupidly hot, used to be in one direction...personally think he’s the most successful and talented...”
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the-name-is-chip:
Elevator (<3) || Chouie
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The possibility of elevator sabotage did not occur to Chip. After all, this elevator really did break all the time. Or often enough. Just one of those things about old buildings– one of the things he liked about old buildings. They’d probably need to gut this thing and rebuild it from scratch at this point since it was just old machinery you know?
But all that was probably pretty boring to the guy in front of him. Louie, right? Yeah, Louie, Chip reminded himself. He did business or finance, something like that!
“I was just going to tutor someone,” he explained and grimaced. “Feel kinda bad about this then. Damn, I wish I could text them, but this elevator has no service. Ughh, I’m gonna go crazy if we don’t get out, like, sort of soon.” His frown deepened and his gaze jumped back up to the elevator’s ceiling.
He really did think he could…
But no. Man. He’d have to reveal his magic! And he wasn’t sure how he felt about that… people barely heard about borrowers. Wasn’t exactly as glamorous as sorcery or whatever.
“Maybe we can play heads up on my phone,” Chip said again, looking for a good distraction.
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Louie wasn’t really the type to sit around and wait. He was restless, and constantly on the move. Even when he was at home he was tapping his fingers on the desk, on his leg, bouncing around to music. He didn’t like the idea of being stuck there.
But he supposed it was kind of a big ask to get the ripped hot older college guy to climb up the elevator shaft with him.
“Hmm...yeah I guess we could do that. What category? I kick ass at music stuff and movies.”
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the-name-is-chip:
Elevator (<3) || Chouie
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There was a crackle of feedback as they waited for some kind of response…
And then the sound of a muffled, weird-sounding voice that sort of sounded like they were making their voice deeper than it was. “Er… yes of course, we are sending someone as soon as possible,” said the gruff tone in a weird accent. “BRB!”
Then the speaker crackled again and– silence.
Chip blinked.
“Did that guy just say BRB? Man, it was probably like, an intern or apprentice or something.” Chip grimaced and ran a hand through his hair. “That probably means the main engineers aren’t on duty. Shit, we might be here a while. You don’t have something you gotta get to, right?”
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There was something...weirdly familiar about the voice over the speaker. Louie leaned in closer to the speaker, eyebrows furrowed as he tried to focus on them.
Louie snorted. “I don’t think that guy works for engineering at all.” Not that he had any solid proof or anything, but it sounded like...well. It seemed like something one of his friends would do.
He shrugged his shoulders and let himself sit on the floor of the elevator. “Nah. But this sounds like the plot to any B or C rated movie.” Which was another reason he found himself wanting to suspect one of his friends. They knew he was unsatisfied and wanted to jump ship.
That or the elevator was just that lousy. “You look like you’d have more going on though. Aren’t you gonna miss out on some shit?”
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Claw Machine Blues || Open
Fisch stood to the side with curiosity, bobbing his head at appropriate times to indicate that he was still paying attention. - Mentally, he was taking little notes! (Whether or not he’d actually remember this in the future, however, was no guarantee.) Spin joystick for three seconds, then up three, then down three… Did the machine have a favorite number? Maybe that was the trick. Give the claw it’s favorite number in every direction, then it’ll reward you with a toy.
It was a silly thought, but to be fair, most of Fisch’s internal monologue went like that.
(!!!) The other’s question brought him into the present. Yup! Rather than type it out and make them wait for the response, Fisch flashed them a smile and a quick bob of the head. - He hadn’t the slightest idea if this would actually work, but it was amusing at the least! The game hadn’t even started and already he was learning so much!
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Louie grinned at his new companion, glad to have somebody to show off with a little. He had a few useless skills. Being able to trick the claw machine was a more useful one in his opinion. He’d never been able to use it on any dates yet, but he totally was going to in the future.
“Okay... so after you do the three times, you toggle it left, then right, then up, and then down. Then you press the button that makes the crane rise and fall three times. Not really sure why the claw machine’s obsessed with three, but here we are.” Louie shrugged his shoulders, demonstrating each step as he explained them. Give the guy a proper example of it.
“From there you pay for a turn, move the claw where you want then press the button. But you have to make sure you hold it down and don’t let go. It will automatically grab your prize.” Louie smirked as the machine did exactly as he said and pulled a prize out and dropped it in the bin. “Ta da.”
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Elevator (<3) || Chouie
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Man. This was so not what he needed!
He was supposed to be on his way to a tutoring session right now, and it was gonna be mega unprofessional for him to be late! Plus, this dang old elevator broke on a semi-regular basis, which meant that they could be in here awhile as they waited on the university to react. Not cool, bro!
Unless…
Unless, yes, Chip take charge. He was, after all, an engineer. Had he ever looked at the inside of an elevator before? Nope! But did he know about rotors and suspension and stuff like that? You bet! Why couldn’t he, maybe, get himself out of this bind all himself?
Especially if he went all Borrower on this elevator’s ass.
Problem: he was not out as a borrower. And Louie was right here. Maybe his plans for greatness would have to wait, considering the pedestrian…
“Well– first of all, my man, we should not climb outta this elevator ourselves, that would be majorly dangerous, and no offense, not sure you would make it. Unless you like Koala’d my back or something, and even then, it’s not like I’ve ever climbed up an elevator shaft before!” Chip sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Let’s just test out the help button first I guess…”
Maybe it would be a quick fix, right?
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Louie snorted. “I wasn’t gonna suggest koalaing. I was gonna say you could like lift me to the top of the elevator and stuff.” Though where that would go from here was...uhhh....not very promising. Louie was never destined to be a climber. He was good at causing chaos and running away. And tweaking the moped he and his brothers shared....well. It was his now, since they were gone.
That gave him a weird pang for a moment, wishing to reach out to two faces who looked almost identical to him but had such different personalities. He shook himself out of the thought, glancing over at the hot guy Chip to see if he had any inspiration.
“Right right okay...here we go.” Louie stepped forward and pushed the button. “Hey this is Louie. We’re stuck in the elevator and it’d be great if someone got us out. Like right away. I’m not claustrophobic, but nobody wants us to be here so long that we have to figure out how to deal with our bladders. So...HELP US OUT!”
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