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[Was yesterday a bad day?

Have giant piles of pillows, and random tables full of hot chocolate and thick blunts.]

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[2beautiful2live]

[anyway time to go find the bad dazai

sniffs a couple of blunts and sticks them in the bag with the alcohol]

[takehisheadoff]

[ well it'll be A Task. he's trying real hard to be scarce.

but if Orga wanders around enough and ends up at the weird Rest Stop in the park he can in fact find the bad dazai there. he isn't IN the garbage but he is sprawled across a knocked over garbage can looking really not at all pathetic not at all. ]

[coldhand]

[yesterday was bad, but today's been better. mostly better?

Bucky seems to have acquired a puppy. and that puppy is trying to get into everything. pillows seem fun. it's easier to keep her off the tables, at least?

so now we have pillows, hot chocolate and a puppy.

today is def. looking up]

[starspangledman]

[dog!! coming over crouching down instantly]

Hey, who's this now?

[appliedscience]

[walking over, clearly already a little high]

A dog? You got a dog? You know they shit, right?

[says Tony who definitely has a secret rabbit, also do you recognize this person]

[clocked_out]

[Dave takes a blunt, sniffs, drops the blunt in surprise]

This is drugs?!

[deicider]

[Picks up a blunt and sniffs it thoroughly.

Then turns to like, whoever is nearby.]

Would you say this is suspicious? I'm new.

[2beautiful2live]

Ah, well. It's probably some kind of drug...?

It might have some other effect, too.

[selfidentitytheft]

It smells fine? You can watch to see if someone has a weird effect, but this place probably won't hand out bad weed.

[leaveshishaton]

[holding a hot chocolate to keep his hands warm and blinking at the pillow pile]

Why are there just piles of pillows...

[hesitantly like. kicks one. to see if it's a trap]

[takehisheadoff]

[ anyway ur getting a text from dazai ]

chuuuya ( x _・)ノ

[allcatsareequal]

[Sipping hot cocoa and sitting on a pillow next to a cat who is batting at a blunt that appears to be full of... catnip. Hey cats need drugs too.

Just enjoying the feline company okay. Look he doesn't live an exciting life but here he is I totally didn't vanish for fifty years.]

[selfidentitytheft]

There you go, that guy's got the good drugs.

[that guy the cat]

[inhibiting]

. . . how cute. . .!

[isuspectfowlplay]

[OH MY GOD WHAT A HOTTIE.

She flusters and!! ACTS SMOOTH!!!]

H, hey there...! Wow, your cat is so cute!

[shortcircuits]

[smoking nearby. who knows what it is?]

[glancing over at him and the cat, briefly Concerned]

[selfidentitytheft]

[HMMM...]

I can't just add marijuana straight to hot chocolate, can I?

[isuspectfowlplay]

Um... are there any laws here?...

[ananass]

Yes, yes, and... not a no.

[grabs a hot chocolate and flops in a pillow pile]

[appliedscience]

[guess who suddenly appears to grab one of those sweet blunts, sitting down by Shawn]

Did I hear 'not a no'?

[just lighting up though, look, it's been a VERY long week]

[suckmyglock]

[walking up with his hands on his hips, judging]

This is why society needs laws.

[deathblossomisready]

[oh, thank fuck.

blaze it.]

[starspangledman]

[Steve's arranged some pillows into a comfortable arrangement for sitting, he's got a sketchbook open and seems to be running through some drills]

[artisticliberty]

[a young man, ostensibly a new arrival, takes a seat in the pillows not far from steve, and opens his own sketchbook to start drawing. he might be having some difficulty, however, as he keeps tapping his pencil against the side of it, sighing. tap. tap. tap. tap. tap. tap. tap.]

[nakedeye]

[finds a pillow pile and just flops face-first into it]