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[odiousialist]

[you're now stuck in a dark closet with someone]

. . . uhm.

[I won't tag everyone! mingle at your leisure and meet someone new~

edit: I think 4 am means bed. Picking up old and new tomorrow! <3]

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[odiousialist]

. . . hello?

[cenizasquedaran]

Hola, señor. I do not remember walking into this place.

[odiousialist]

I don't either.

[cenizasquedaran]

Is this one of those things that just happens, here, or did I appear in your coffin on accident?

[odiousialist]

. . . it just happens in camp sometimes. And it's not a coffin. At least I hope it's not.

[cenizasquedaran]

It's a little roomy for that, but I'm not sure what else it could be.

[odiousialist]

A closet?

[cenizasquedaran]

Without hangers or hooks?

[odiousialist]

A spacious cupboard, then.

[cenizasquedaran]

Hmm...

[feelings for handles or at least hinges]

[odiousialist]

[there is one, however, it doesn't budge]

[cenizasquedaran]

[Sighs, tries to fiddle with the hinges]

Sorry about the assumption. Occupational hazard.

[odiousialist]

Oh, I don't think where this is matters as much as getting out of it.

[cenizasquedaran]

Right.

How strong are you? Out of curiosity.

[odiousialist]

Not too strong, I'm afraid.

[cenizasquedaran]

Hmm... do you have any tools on you?