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week 10 | sunday morning
[ here we are in break and rhys' hot mess of a room. like for real, it's pretty messy but they're both kind of used to it at this point. rhys is on his bed, knees pulled up to his chest and arms crossed loosely around them while he looks down at an assortment of socks laid in front of him. he seems pretty deep in thought (about those socks). what could he be thinking about?
and break is doing... something else, that i'll let christy take care of but either way, it's kind of quiet here in casa de shady!
of course, this is when there's a knock on their door. ]
and break is doing... something else, that i'll let christy take care of but either way, it's kind of quiet here in casa de shady!
of course, this is when there's a knock on their door. ]

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it's about the stuff we overheard last night.
[and by share i mean "be cryptically ominous" because by god is he an asshole constantly]
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[ something seems to occur to rhys then and while he definitely told break about the conversation, he hadn't played it yet. now that they're all here, he'll bring it up again. ]
Hey, Undyne? If you're there, you might want to listen to this if you haven't already heard it too.
[ and he'll lift his hand and play a certain conversation for everyone there, just so they're all on the same page. ]
Really puts into perspective how little we matter, huh.
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My, it's even worse when you actually hear the whole thing. [ And... probably without Rhys's salt filter. ] What was Miata thinking...? So she's safely locked away in the basement or something like that, and now we get to fend for ourselves?
[ He laughs again, but then shrugs. Somehow, that shrug feels sarcastic. ]
I'm inspired with hope, truly~.
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i'm pretty sure we were always fending for ourselves. anyway... the important part to me isn't the lover's quarrel, it's what they said about something going down this week.