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[The Villa residents will likely notice a difference before this post even reaches the network; someone has been diligently cleaning to make up for lost time, putting things back to their previously -- and, as a compromise, not entirely symmetrically-arranged -- tidy order after just over a week of neglect (and the usual chaos within the house).
But by the time Kid addresses the network, there is no sign of the numerous small gifts his Eevee showered him with while he slept -- none of the dustbunnies Pip 'killed', though the little objects of acceptably symmetrical beauty were placed into a box -- it's just Death the Kid, one of the only guys in the bubble who will willingly attempt to rock a pair of suspenders.]
Seeing as the house wasn't a total disaster, I can't have been out for long. Nevertheless, if I could be caught up to speed, you'll have my thanks.
[What tipped him off was waking up to a dark house and not really remembering falling asleep to begin with. He never sleeps at night besides.]
Furthermore, an explanation for why it smells so strongly of... chocolate here would also be appreciated.
[There's a reason for it, surely; something nags at the back of his mind, something to do with the present month, but he's still a little groggy from his week-long nap. He brightens marginally, trading in his somber stoicism for the unguarded delight of his smile.]
Today, too, the flawless sphere of Vatheon is looking as radiant as ever, I see!
But by the time Kid addresses the network, there is no sign of the numerous small gifts his Eevee showered him with while he slept -- none of the dustbunnies Pip 'killed', though the little objects of acceptably symmetrical beauty were placed into a box -- it's just Death the Kid, one of the only guys in the bubble who will willingly attempt to rock a pair of suspenders.]
Seeing as the house wasn't a total disaster, I can't have been out for long. Nevertheless, if I could be caught up to speed, you'll have my thanks.
[What tipped him off was waking up to a dark house and not really remembering falling asleep to begin with. He never sleeps at night besides.]
Furthermore, an explanation for why it smells so strongly of... chocolate here would also be appreciated.
[There's a reason for it, surely; something nags at the back of his mind, something to do with the present month, but he's still a little groggy from his week-long nap. He brightens marginally, trading in his somber stoicism for the unguarded delight of his smile.]
Today, too, the flawless sphere of Vatheon is looking as radiant as ever, I see!