“Hi, welcome to Gensoukyo! Nice to see you!”

[i]Who owns my house?[/i]

The thought is an itch between her shoulderblades, and she’s on her phone in a way that’s probably not best practices, but whatever, it’s her place, right?

> Hey, giiiiiiiiiiirlfriend, can you pick up a pack of Advil+2 for me? I’m good for it. Love you <3

That’ll keep him together. She should have gone last night, but the thought about the painkillers slipped through her fingers until she banged her shin opening this morning. And November’s good for it, right?

[i]Who owns my house?[/i]

She’d thought herself lucky when she found the place and the rent was so [i]affordable[/i]. She’d been worried about taking a direct hit to her ablative savings. (Once this armor absorbs 12 HP of DEBT, erase from your sheet…) She’d all but yanked the keys out of the realtor’s hands and thanked her lucky stars that she’d found the perfect place for her silly little dream project.

> You’ve still got the key to the back door, right? And don’t let “the cat” out. No matter what. Outside is not good for “the cat” right now.

Is it opsec to use quotation marks like that? If she doesn’t, odds are that one of her girlfriend(s?) would text back that uh actually 3V you don’t have a cat? And that’s way weirder to explain. She can explain that it’s a reference to a dumb meme she saw on her dashboard.

[b]It’s Him. “The Cat”………..[/b]

“Hey, welcome! Good to see you, Jen! How’s the Janissary army shaping up? We’ve got some more Olivia Green in stock, actually, right over here…”

[i]Who owns my house?[/i]

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[b]IT’s HIM…………….

“THe Cat”[/b]

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[i]Who owns my house?[/i]

Good question. But the world keeps spinning and it’s her clever Gamer Fingers that have to do the job of keeping the plates in play. Who else could?