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[infomodder]

"Gone fishing."

[ so don't leave messages to ruin the after fishing glow !!!

your one stop shop for not leaving him alone ]

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[textualhealing]

Each other. Or alone idk. You know one of them made a salad on my pillow? Got balsamic everywhere. Still not sure if it was a sign of affection or horse head symbolism.

[infomodder]

Really?

[Hmm hmm hmm. What does it all mean, in raccoon language?]

I'd believe it was the former. You make salads, they're trying copy you. Doing it your bed might be to show off their stuff or a sort of breakfast in bed gesture. I would take it as a good thing. They like you enough to watch you, try to do what you do, and share that with you.

[textualhealing]

I'm so glad to hear I'm not the next hit for the raccoon mafia.

Either way, drool is probably just slightly better. Maybe.

[infomodder]

You'd have to do a lot of work to replace me at the top of the list. I wouldn't worry if I was you, Jeff.

If you're okay with him being your drool bed buddy, then so am I. April named him but maybe he wants to be YOUR dog.

[textualhealing]

He can be your drool bed buddy. I'd prefer something a little more refined. Less drool. Like gunther.

You think sharkbait is much of a runner?

[infomodder]

He's less refined in other ways. Stinkier ways, if you know what I mean.

Probably not! But he is a bit of a dough boy, isn't he? You could use him on those runs.

[textualhealing]

You need to teach them to shower themselves. And clean up their own poop.

Maybe he can come for a light jog. I don't wanna kill him.

[infomodder]

Absolutely not. That's what I'm here for.

You could carry him and bulk up your arms even more that way. If such a thing is possible with you.

[textualhealing]

You spoil them.

And such a thing is possible. You just haven't seen my power in action.

[infomodder]

No. I take care of them.

[Says the guy who makes all their food from scratch. Shh.]

I'll show you mine if you show me yours?

[textualhealing]

[Eye rolling at his phone, kthx.]

I've seen yours. Kind of.

We're still talking about powers, right?

[infomodder]

[Doubles the rent tbh.]

Right.

[textualhealing]

I can't show you. Not unless you're prepared to boost my ego a whole lot.

[Which is actually ridiculously easy. It's a miracle he's not done it in the house yet.]

[infomodder]

I don't do that enough already?

[textualhealing]

Apparently not. I deserve it more.

[infomodder]

So what, I just have to flatter you a lot and it kicks in?

[textualhealing]

Sort of. Yeah. Somedays it's worse than others. Sometimes getting the ego up and then breaking it works better. Sometimes just taking anxiety meds and hearing a few compliments is enough.

[infomodder]

[jeff that sounds like erectile dysfunction]

and here i just make stags using shadows

[textualhealing]

[Totally is.]

I also shoot balls that you've seen before and have super cool/annoying adaptive powers.

[infomodder]

I remember your balls. [ok]
You've seen my eyes, I can't really show you the other one. Not unless you trust me to know what I'm doing.

[textualhealing]

Why? Is it dangerous?

[infomodder]

Would be for somebody else.
Are you willing to watch me put lethal poisons in my food and eat it without trying to stop me from doing so at any point? Or consume it straight. I can do that, too.

[textualhealing]

Why would you even?

[infomodder]

Because that's my other power.
And it makes everything have a nice fruity taste.

[textualhealing]

Then just drink fruit juice, dude, don't drink bleach.