[the kitchen is dirty, but that doesn't seem to bother the nine foot tall bird man. hood up, mask down, he's drifting back and forth between counters, seemingly in the process of examining literally everything in the room.
he's looking at a spatula right this second with a fairly puzzled look on his face. what de fuq is this thing.]
[ purple emu of a man, where art thou? artemy's just going to be here with two of those insulated travel mugs from the conbini that are labeled with the fun cheesy truck stop logo. a couple of strings with small papers that say "earl gray" on them hang from the lips of both.
in any case. warm drink delivery. ]
Evening.
[ the only weird thing abt him is that he's also wearing those souvenir sunglasses. neato spedito, he looks stupid. ]
week one, monday
he's looking at a spatula right this second with a fairly puzzled look on his face. what de fuq is this thing.]
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week one, wednesday night
in any case. warm drink delivery. ]
Evening.
[ the only weird thing abt him is that he's also wearing those souvenir sunglasses. neato spedito, he looks stupid. ]
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