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HELLO

"You've reached Elysium! Lost? Need an ear? I'm your guy! I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

GOODBYE

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inventory bc i don't know where else to put this:

cursed chihuahua papers

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[ Morning after CYOA; ]

By the way, do you know why there's a large quantity of eggs outside my room?

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[ WHY DID VAL DO THIS ]

Huh
Maybe someone thought you needed the protein?

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For some reason, the letter on top of it mentioned you and earmuffs?
It also asked me to take care of them?

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That's why he was asking me about caring for eggs? I said you'd probably know better considering you're a vet, but then again, he'd also asked me how I keep warm and I mentioned earmuffs being pretty toasty……

You don't think

He thinks

I came from those?!?!?!?!?!!

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Elysium, who is "he"?

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Hak!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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I also woke up to an an entire Bostco's stock worth of earmuffs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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I see.
Same here.
He must have been cursed.

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They're Bostco eggs so they're not likely to hatch, unfortunately. Why did he give them separately to us?

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Or someone had to have put him up to it.
Rafayel.





And no offense to you, señor, but I don't think we're the likeliest pair to be co-parenting either. Maybe it's for my biology?
But Fiammetta's right there.

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I think he just wants to grief me or thought it'd be funny to deliver grocery store eggs to me specifically. Since like you mentioned, I'm a vet.

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Do you think it could be his awkward way of wanting to give you a distraction? How many eggs was it, again? Being surrounded by a dozen or so baby chicks sounds therapeutic the more I think about it…

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About three business-sized cartons of them.
They were outside my door when I was brought back in.
I don't think he knew I was in the maze.

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Have you started thinking about what to do with them?



Maybe we can make flan

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I'll text Hak-kun just in case so he's not devastated about us eating his eggs.
I don't see why not otherwise though. Obikawa can cook.

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That guy? Really?



No way. He's the one who greenlit our monstrosity of a pizza.

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He can cook but it doesn't mean he's not also insane.

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How do we make sure nothing insane comes out

By giving him a recipe?

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Just ask him if he CAN make something. If it's a recipe he already knows it shouldn't be a problem. Sometimes he just gets bored and does whatever though.

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Or we can just make it another team bonding activity.

Has Hak gotten back to you yet? I still need to figure out what to do with all these earmuffs, too…
I'm thinking today's community service involves making sure all the snowmen out there are accounted for and warm. But before that, you wouldn't happen to need one, would you?

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They're full-size earmuffs?

[ Actually he's not sure what he expected. What would Elysium do with 30 egg-sized earmuffs. Normal-size is way more easy to find. ]

That's a cute idea actually.
Hak-kun is fine with us turning the eggs into dinner.

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Maybe they were meant for when they were all grown up…?

[ How long did Hak want them to be stuck here for. ]

But oh, whew.
I wish I could say the same for all the kids that seem to be running around. With how underdressed they've been showing up, I might as well keep a few in my pockets while I'm at it.

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Maybe. All rationality seems to go out the window when you're cursed.

[ Hak was just high. ]

There are a lot of kids around right now, aren't there? I also hope they won't get into trouble. Good plan, Elysium.

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[ slack reacts with his thumbs up… ]

Let me know when you get a date arranged for the eggpocalypse and I'll be there

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Alright, thank you.