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[grimmdark]

[Phone. Locked to those other kids she knows (or doesn't). And the trolls, they too; why, all of them. ]

Under the risk of being highly disappointed, if not terribly lacking in amusement, I would like to know what has been going on through your minds. It's obvious I have been, in a way, focused on other things beyond the current events of Mayfield.

[ A beat. ]

You can spare me of your underdeveloped sense of humor. I think nobody needs that. Or at least not I, not right now.

[Action. Jon Doe's park. After school. Open to all.]

[ Rose is sitting on a bench, slightly slumped, eyes closed. She's not asleep, but perhaps sleepy. A slow day and a boring routine are getting to her. ]

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[grimmdark]

I believe so, yes.

But honestly, I got fed up with things going nowhere, so I can't say for sure I've been paying attention.

[ Combine that with droning and cuddling Kanaya and she could even forget she was on Mayfield. ]

[foretaste]

Since then, things have stayed the same, I guess. Equius went away but he came back. And on the human valentine's day everyone wound up making out a lot, and--

And Dave went away, and came back.

[grimmdark]

I see.

And Dave, once again, remembers nothing, right?

[ There's a loud sigh on her end of the line. ]

I thought we were getting closer at figuring out this place.

[foretaste]

Yeah. He's totally wiped. It... seems to be everyone's fate eventually.

[grimmdark]

And Dave seems to have a penchant for it.

How about your friends?