DAAN.

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SOMETHING WILL GO HERE

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I have something to prove tonight by staying in the barn.

[ It's interpersonal drama. ]

[recession]

[ ......He suspects Aventurine was maybe called a prissy boy or something. ]

If you say so.

Regardless. The cabin may have our names on it, but it's not enforced, and the common areas are free for anyone to use.

[ Though if they keep fucking leeching us we may start asking for some damn locks. ]

Wrapping hay in a robe might make for a passable mattress.

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[ Look at him. LOOK AT HIM. ]

Friend, you are just so full of good ideas. It's like you've stayed in barns all your life.

[ Are you the second coming of Christ, Daan. 🥺 ]

[recession]

[ HELP Aventurine is so funny. He looks like he doesn't know what to do with this praise. ]

No, not really... but I've had some experience sleeping at the edge of the woods, in shabby barracks... whatever. Not by choice, mind, and I don't have any wishes to go back to it either... but you learn to get crafty.

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[ Aventurine like damn, this is relatable, actually.

But he'll show surprise, eyebrows raising as he finally sits back up. ]

Don't let anyone take this bed away from you.

[recession]

[ He raises a brow, putting a hand on his hip and looking at Aventurine. ]

So you're asking me to kick you out right now?

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[ Laughs lightly. ]

Yeah! I want to see that side of you.

[recession]

Don't have much energy to expend on things like that. There are two beds, after all.

Let's not be a second Mr. Akabane.

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[ Sorts through names from the profiles... ]

Oh, you mean Karma?

[recession]

I do.

He's been keen to try to rile people up, as far as I can tell.

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Has he...?

[ Aventurine's thinking back on his Karma interaction, and while the kid's been super weird, he's been mostly okay...

It's just that shit bounces off of Aventurine. ]

Hope he hasn't been getting to you too bad.

[recession]

Hounded me pretty doggedly about a lot of things.

My eye, the reliability of my medical kit. Wouldn't take "yes I have" for an answer unless confirmations were done in his own specific way, which were more antagonistic than necessary.

[ He's like... very mildly irritated, but mostly tired. ]

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I called him a weird kid before, but I didn't realize the extent of it.

[ Aw, cute, everyone has their interpersonal drama in their lodgings. ]

Maybe you should be telling me to leave. It'll be good practice for that kid.

[recession]

[ Internally really debates whether to 'humour' him on this or not. ]

Odd approach to establishing rapport.

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I promise not to take it personally.

[recession]

Okay, then get out of my bed. I'd like to sit down if we're going to continue chatting, unless that was all you came here to tell me.

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[ Scoots over on the bed.

And pats the empty space next to him. ]

[recession]

Really?

[ Looking at him... and he sits, at the edge. Just enough distance for it to be a point. ]

What do you want, Mr. Aventurine.

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[ Leans in a little with a small, satisfied smile. ]

To see if we've become closer friends.

[ And before Daan can respond, Aventurine is up on his feet and strolling toward the door. Thanks for sitting next to him. :) ]

As always, take care of yourself, Mr. Daan.

[recession]

[ ......Weirdo...... ]

Have a good evening...

Good luck with the rats.

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[ Enjoy hearing the heaviest sigh before he's gone. ]