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[Dave watches him nervously until it's clear he's not going to keel over all of a sudden, then drops his hands.]

You sure, dude? 'Cause I mean, you can crash on my couch until you get your notification of housing but maybe I should call my bro for a lift instead of doing the pedestrian thing.

[Jason considers his options.]

Do you have a roommate and are they awful in any way?

I do but he's basically the chillest guy in existence. He didn't even blink when I came in the first time through the window.

Ugh, if I go to sleep now I'll sleep through the night.

Isn't that a good thing. That's when people are supposed to sleep.

[...]

Yes, that's when people are supposed to sleep. Uh, so you really wouldn't mind if I stole your couch for the night?

Sure, no big. Souji and I have people over all the time, we're basically the island's most popular players. No plans tonight, though.

I'm pretty sure you could throw a kegger right on top of me and I wouldn't wake up once I'd passed out.

Tempting, but I'll save it for some day when I'm a little more legal. Let me just call my bro and you can take all the snoozetime you want.

Man, I seriously owe you one. Thanks.

[Who waits until they're legal to drink?]

[Well, Dave technically hasn't, but last time he got drunk he ended up waking up super hungover, cuddled between his sister and his best friend's troll boyfriend.]

No problem, dude. I'm a delivery boy. This is what I do.

'This'? Deliver random dudes to your apartment for the night? I think that has a different job title.

[Dave laughs.]

Dude! Okay, no, when you put it like that, you're definitely my first.

Jesus, now you're making me all nervous. Your brother doesn't have a shotgun, does he?

Nah, but he's got a very expensive katana that I wheedled the police station for for almost a whole year.

Was that supposed to be reassuring?

It brings warm fuzzies to my heart.

Oh, all joking aside, does he have any whetstones? I didn't bring any with me.

Yeah, he's basically got to. If you ever run low on something you can't get at the general store, though, just check in at Lau's. He's shadier than a four A.M. back alley but he can get his hands on anything.

Lau? Cool, I'll remember to check him out.

[Jason's jaw cracks with a yawn.]

So, wait, what are we doing now?