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[It's raining lightly. Flandre is standing on her porch, looking out into the rain, looking intensely frustrated.]

It's not fair.

Hey, somebody go buy some food, and bring it to my house for me.

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[deflowers]

U-um forgive me for asking but... why can't you?

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*said as if this should explain everything*

*while holding an umbrella*

It's raining.

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[deflowers]

Raining?! Get off your fucking lazy ass and do it for yourself! I hate people like you!

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[deflowers]

...Yes, the rain, um, would deter you... a little...

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Because they're worthless.

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I'm not even sure if father knows what work is.