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[morelier]

Near, your apartment is like a fucking kid's playhouse. When I left this morning, I stepped on four crayons and two matchbox racers. Hire someone to clean it or make the girl do it.

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[morelier]

Yeah, I know. I stepped on a fake tree too. And there's nowhere to eat here either.

[mostliest]

I cleared you a cheerio-bowl-sized space right next to the miniature waffle house. It's made out of a waffle box, you can't miss it. I measured with a bowl and everything, the space should have been sufficient.

[morelier]

I don't eat breakfast all day.

[mostliest]

Well, until I eat enough fruit loops to reconstruct the science buildings there's a nice clear area for you.

[morelier]

Are you upset with me?

[mostliest]

Not particularly, although it would have been exceedingly stupid of you had we actually been mid-investigation. Would you like a bowl? I am getting started.

[morelier]

I'm going out.

[mostliest]

Would you like some fruit-loops for the road? I'll put them in a ziplock baggy.

[morelier]

No.

[mostliest]

I really need some more cardboard. I've already eaten three bowls.

[morelier]

Fine. If you eat like that you're going to get fat.

[mostliest]

I have a very fast metabolism.