Exactly. It only get worse if we run ourself to the ground. Maybe even literally.
[Party games can be the discount version of therapy...? Well, no. But it's fine. Either way, Sheila looks him over for a second — before she gestures at the kitchen.]
I'm about to cook dinner for myself. Something to avoid the hangover, you know? I can make an extra serving if you want to join me. What do you say?
[Yelling through the kitchen door....... How has she kept her kitchen rights? A mystery.
Anyway, she eventually returns with... two bowls of soup? It's vegetable soup. All vegetarian? High sodium for hangovers, too. She sets one of the bowls down in front of him.]
... I probably should have asked ahead of time, but you don't have any food allergies, do you?
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week two, wednesday.
Today was fun, right?
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It was really fun! It's always fun to get to know more people.
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[Her tail is spinning? Well, wagging, but in circles.]
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Yeah. It's important to work hard, but... I definitely don't want all of us to forget that there are good things even here.
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[Party games can be the discount version of therapy...? Well, no. But it's fine. Either way, Sheila looks him over for a second — before she gestures at the kitchen.]
I'm about to cook dinner for myself. Something to avoid the hangover, you know? I can make an extra serving if you want to join me. What do you say?
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Oh - yeah, that sounds great, actually! Thanks, Sheila.
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Then sit down and I'll be right back.
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If you need help with anything, just yell!
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[Yelling through the kitchen door....... How has she kept her kitchen rights? A mystery.
Anyway, she eventually returns with... two bowls of soup? It's vegetable soup. All vegetarian? High sodium for hangovers, too. She sets one of the bowls down in front of him.]
... I probably should have asked ahead of time, but you don't have any food allergies, do you?
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Nope! I can eat anything, and this smells delicious. Thanks, Sheila.
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[She says this, but she also like. Picks a single vegetable up from her own portion and stares at it like she isn't sure what to do with it.
The soup tastes hecking delicious if Rupert tries it, though.]
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Wow, this is really... [a pause, as he notices.] Uh, Sheila, you okay?
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[She looks up, blinking, and then she waves him off.]
Oh, yeah, sorry. I just couldn't remember if I turned off the stove. But the staff will take care of it. [A beat.] I hope.
[She quickly shoves the spoon in her mouth.]
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Uh, do you want me to check on that...?
[he says, despite not having kitchen privileges.]
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Nope, no, you'll just get kicked out. I'll be right back.
[And then she moves to stand, so she can scuttle off to the kitchen again. Help.]
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[he looks very ??? as this happens, concerned as she runs off to the kitchen. you good, sheila...]
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Crisis averted. The stove was off, and we have nothing to worry about.
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