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[transmit]

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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[transmit]

[ A broken laugh, muffled as he turns, faced buried in Thorns' lap.

He doesn't need to say it aloud, does he? Why the decision feels hard, especially when his symptoms can be triggered so easily. ]

I want to pick you.