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[verydurable]

[today in the messhall, the following items have been lined up on a table:

hand lotion

vaseline

extra-virgin olive oil

mayonaise

window cleaner

Comments

[runstowardsfire]

I think he knows that . . . Is he your friend?

[copyrightabuser]

Eh- Ah! Well, yes! He's sort of an acquaintance... Do you know him as well?

[runstowardsfire]

. . . He was the one trying to fight Marcy, right?

[copyrightabuser]

Ahah, yes, he did do that once.

[runstowardsfire]

He seems to be trying to get something off his finger.

[copyrightabuser]

Off his finger...? I see! If you look closely, those items do share a similar trait, don't they?

[runstowardsfire]

Except for the peanut butter--which might confuse people.

[copyrightabuser]

Unless that is only to mask the taste... He did have it in his mouth, after all.

[runstowardsfire]

I don't think there's any need to taste it though.

[copyrightabuser]

I agree with that much. Tiger-san tends to take an unconventional approach to most tasks, however.

[runstowardsfire]

Yes--the logic behind it seems to be entirely his own.

[copyrightabuser]

Well, he seems to get by that way, somehow.

[runstowardsfire]

I hope it works.

[copyrightabuser]

In this particular case, I do feel that I should stop him...

[runstowardsfire]

From sampling the window cleaner, yes.

[copyrightabuser]

Excuse me. I think I'll go have a talk with him.