Entry tags:
The Last Supper - BAD END=DEAD END
[ The elevator lets you out into a private room: from the decor, it is doubtlessly an enclave of the restaurant you saw earlier on screen.
Your phones have filled with a rather sizable rule list. ]
Your phones have filled with a rather sizable rule list. ]

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Looks at Thorn.
Yeah she can guess how this isn't going to go. ]
Not it.
[ HAHA WE ARE JOKING! WE ARE HAVING FUN!!!!! ]
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Fuck all of this.
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This doesn't change anything.
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Nuh uh. Just wanted to say it again anyway.
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Fuck all of this.
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[ she fidgets for a moment with her sleeve hem, then bites her lip, then quickly closes the space between them to kiss his forehead]
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...anyway, I better get moving.
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[And he's out.]