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rose
oh god let me in
are you there
im dying

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[roseate]

I was going to let you drink it, but you raise a good point.

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no i dont
no good points here ever
ill drink it

[roseate]

Find some way to deposit yourself in a chair.

[SHE'LL BE BACK WITH THAT WATER muttering about how she doesn't remember Davesprite getting this sick WHAT A BABY]

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[Well Davesprite probably didn't combine peanut brittle and root beer with his whiskey. 'Cause he's a wuss.

Ohhhh god why does he have to get all the way up in that chair, seriously, the floor is like his best fucking friend. Seriously. Why.

Okay fine he's up. Mostly. Does he have to be upright in the chair? He's in the chair, at least.]

im buying you a beanbag chair

[roseate]

Adjusted to suit my tastes, I hope.

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ill get someone to sew it out of purple velvet and stitch some skulls on it

[roseate]

I suppose in that case I can extend the benevolent hand of sororal regard and let you collapse on it in your times of gastronomic distress.

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living the plush life