Second floor common room- Saturday afternoon

[seriesofbaddecisions]

Sabine had spent the morning at the warehouse, and by now she figured it was time for a lazy-ish afternoon, where she could turn on the TV and mindlessly flip channels until she either got bored or found something that looked terrible/decent in front of roughly 20 containers from Ching Tai when she'd ordered all of one.

Mostly though she was pondering where she could sneak in a small painting of her symbol as an "I was here" thing without anyone noticing right away.


[Open! Distract me while I should be doing adult stuff.

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[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Someone was looking out for you today," Sabine decided.

[x_discospider_x]

The smile that lit up Troy's facet that almost made it seem like he'd actually accomplished something there.

"Yeah," he agreed proudly, happily, "I guess someone really is, huh? Kinda like that other day, when I got that one guy's pizza."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"You got some guy's pizza?" That sounded like a story.