Douman pokes their head in just in time to catch Sheila doing... absolutely nothing! Like, really. There seems to be an aborted attempt at playing a board game on the floor next to the beanbag, and she's blankly staring at a Recipe for Seduction while squeezing the titty stress ball in her hand.]
Remembering why I don't buy corporately branded fried chicken. It's never warm when you get home... And it just goes straight to your thighs. [Squeeze. Squeeze. Squeeze.] What's up?
[Douman glances to the TV, like that will somehow explain in big large words for a Ye Olde to understand what KFC is all about, but no help can be found there. They huff, stepping in.]
Not much at all. Looking for something to do. [And a glance to the board game.] I suppose you're in a similar mood.
You think so? I mean...well, I guess everyone has their different needs and desires...
[But at Sheila's request, Douman looks a little surprised - before walking over to a beanbag, gesturing at it before pull it over to plop down on it - the bells jingle with the movement.]
[This is so ridiculous looking. Cannot believe we need to save the clown from a beanbag.]
Yeah... [Trailing off while staring at them uncomfortably.] I don't think this is great for your ass. Want to ditch the beanbags and relocate to the space chairs?
I have...not, but then again, this humble priest is far more used to sitting on their knees or in a seated position than on chairs! So I suppose its right to miss out on such things.
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W0 DAY 2
[Oh, hey, there's a familiar face. Douman pokes their head in, bells jingling.]
Hm? What are you doing here?
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Douman pokes their head in just in time to catch Sheila doing... absolutely nothing! Like, really. There seems to be an aborted attempt at playing a board game on the floor next to the beanbag, and she's blankly staring at a Recipe for Seduction while squeezing the titty stress ball in her hand.]
Remembering why I don't buy corporately branded fried chicken. It's never warm when you get home... And it just goes straight to your thighs. [Squeeze. Squeeze. Squeeze.] What's up?
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[Douman glances to the TV, like that will somehow explain in big large words for a Ye Olde to understand what KFC is all about, but no help can be found there. They huff, stepping in.]
Not much at all. Looking for something to do. [And a glance to the board game.] I suppose you're in a similar mood.
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[She sits up now, though, glancing in their direction and dropping the titty ball in her lap.]
But come on in. Grab a beanbag and sit with me.
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[But at Sheila's request, Douman looks a little surprised - before walking over to a beanbag, gesturing at it before pull it over to plop down on it - the bells jingle with the movement.]
It is this, right? A beanbag?
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All I'm saying is, it could use a little diversifying.
[She will stop complaining once they get more leg space, it's fine.]
Bingo. [... A beat, as she realizes how fucking tall they are.] Are you comfortable like that?
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[And..........yeah, this is a little ridiculous looking? It's fine. Douman folds their hands in their laps.]
Its...very interesting. But I'm alright? I'm not used to chairs being so...sinking.
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Yeah... [Trailing off while staring at them uncomfortably.] I don't think this is great for your ass. Want to ditch the beanbags and relocate to the space chairs?
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If you want...I'm just glad to sit with you, regardless.
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That's so sweet... [And she sounds touched, really!] But I also don't want to be source of your inevitable backpain, so let's move.
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[AND TIME TO GET OUT OF THE BEANBAG but this is actually hard so they kind of slump back in the beanbag. [roblox voice] oof]
Oh, this is a devious trap of a chair-!
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[She grimaces, cringing a little when they slump back.]
Here, I'll give you a hand.
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[Time to be pulled up! Its fine, they won't put all their weight on Sheila, luckily! That being done, Douman just frowns at the beanbag.]
I do hope the modern era doesn't have all chairs like that one...
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Not all of them. Some are even worse.
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Even worse? How so?
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[And now that brings to mind a question.]
This may be an odd question, but...what device do you believe you like the most? From your time, I mean.
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[Sheila, please.
That said, she pauses for a second before she offers an actual answer.]
That's a tough one, though... I guess, cellphones? They're useful in emergences, and you can watch funny dog videos on them.
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[Furrows their eyebrows. Give them a second.]
Its a type of food, yes? I've personally never had it.
[So much to do, so much to see SO WHAT'S WRONG WITH TAKING TH- okay. Okay, no.]
The devices that we were given! How interesting. I knew you can text on them but...dog videos? You can really do that?
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Oh, god. You had me worried for a second.
[Why are waffles important? We just don't now.]
Maaaaybe not on these ones. But you can on my iPhone!
[Can't believe the mods are about to get sued by Apple.]
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[SHEILA???]
Your...what phone? There's an eye on your phone? That can show dog videos?
[FASCINATING]