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2nd moon [voice]
No good, they don't have... How does this even work? I'll stay away from it for now...
[Rummaging noises come from the journal, numerous but careful. It sounds like someone is exploring the item shop.]
I apologize for bothering everyone, but could anyone recommend objects that are helpful to a household? Specifically, objects that are necessary for a new arrival or that can keep the house organized and clean. I'm not familiar with most of the products I find here, and I'd rather not bring anything that is useless or dangerous home. I'd be most thankful for your help.
[He falls quiet, and for a few moments only the sounds of items being moved can be heard. It appears his message is over, but-]
Also, Ceodore. What blade are you currently using?
[With that, his post is truly over.]
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I don't know...
[The very thought is too depressing to dwell on enough to come up with any sort of reasonable decision.]
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...You'll need to think about it, before you ask her. It would be unfair to request an answer when you have none to give. Think of the possible outcomes, decide how you would react to them, and prepare an explanation for your decisions. Listen to her own decisiond, and try to compromise if your goals are different. As long as the two of you think it through, you should be fine.
[And he really, really wants you both to be fine.]
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[He doesn't want to the two of them to be torn apart by an abrupt departure, without having the chance to talk. He knows it'd break the other's heart.]
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I won't.
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[He smiles at Ceodore, but it quickly turns into a small frown.]
Oh dear. I'm afraid the pizza has gone cold.
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[Totally grabbing some now. Thanks for the reminder that it's time to refuel the bottomless pit.]
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[...With the microwave, of course! :D]
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[Since Rydia's not around to enforce the microwave ban...]
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[He takes the pizza and saunters off toward the microwave. Oh dear.
...The good news is, the microwave does not blow up or find itself otherwise damaged. The bad news is, by the time he's done with it, that pizza is going to be wayyyyy overcooked.]
[action] AMY TOLD ME TO.
Okay, what's burning? Did we kill another one?
[action] HEY THERE!
...The microwave looks perfectly fine, from what I can tell.
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[Which Ceodore will just eat anyway.]
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[Yes, Rydia's giving you that 'how can you eat that' look again.]
You weren't supposed to leave it in that long. It's not like cooking over the stove or in the oven.
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[He just stares at Ceodore, too. How does he manage to eat it? It stopped looking edible five minutes ago!]
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[It's food. He's a teen boy. What's the big mystery?]
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There should have been instructions on the side of the box. Usually, it doesn't need more than a few minutes.
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I put it there for ten minutes. That seemed a short enough time to me.
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