You're probably dehydrated. I'll bring you some water. Then we'll hit the store on the way back, pick up loads of junk food, and then head back for movies or video games. I'll even let you play the stupid dating sim Mercury and I played. It's hilarious.
It's actually kind of crazy. There's a girl in there named Yin who acts an awful lot like me, except she's got black hair. And there's one who looks like Mercury...also with black hair...named Mars.
And I got the herpes ending on my first attempt so...I dunno, the game has its charms.
Ha ha...! There is nothing to thank me for. You're a super fun, cool, funny girl, and you bring a lot of personality to our apartment. We love you, Gwen.
Yeah, might wanna work on that. I know Pyrrha will keep cleaning it up if you don't, and she's too nice to say something about it. Maybe...set a timer for ten minutes, pick stuff up until the bell rings, and bam! Easy.
[The sound of a motorcycle engine revs up.]
Gotta go. I try not to chat and drive if I can help it. Hang tight!
[She disconnects, and once the garage is closed securely behind her, Yang pulls out of the drive and veers into the street.]
[It isn't too much longer before she pulls up, tilting enough that she can put her boot down. She flicks her shades up at Gwen and grins, then reaches behind her to unhook the spare helmet and toss it to her friend.]
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[She considers that for a moment.]
Sure but I'll pass on the going driving up buildings bit.
My heads killing enough as is.
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Do I even want to ask what kind of dating sim you two have been playing?
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And I got the herpes ending on my first attempt so...I dunno, the game has its charms.
[Voice]
Yeah. We're binge playing this game when we get home.
...And thanks. For being around, you know?
[Voice]
Be there soon!
[Voice]
But I appreciate it. You all are great too.
I'm waiting outside.
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[The sound of a motorcycle engine revs up.]
Gotta go. I try not to chat and drive if I can help it. Hang tight!
[She disconnects, and once the garage is closed securely behind her, Yang pulls out of the drive and veers into the street.]
[It isn't too much longer before she pulls up, tilting enough that she can put her boot down. She flicks her shades up at Gwen and grins, then reaches behind her to unhook the spare helmet and toss it to her friend.]
Catch! Ready to roll?