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[repairedbywebs]

Everything has been arranged.

Everything has been arranged.

Everything has been arranged.

The first is exactly 5.5 meters and the second 7.7, the third 9.9.

Everything has been arranged.

Everything has been arranged.

Everything has been arranged.

[ooc: Ananasi are already OCD, this only makes it worse]

Comments

[thunderwitch]

Problem?

[repairedbywebs]

Your hood is 2.3 centimeters longer than 3.3 centimeters.

[thunderwitch]

Excuse me?

[repairedbywebs]

And the proportion of your breasts is perfectly 4.4 to your ribcage.

[not_avampire]

Um. Shit. Don't, like, burst a blood vessel or something, Jesus.

[repairedbywebs]

That won't happen. Did you know that your building's proportion to the one next to is is 6.6?

[not_avampire]

Uh. No. I didn't.

...Why have you been measuring my apartment?

[repairedbywebs]

I measured the entire City.

[browning_baby]

Wow. Sounds like you've got it bad, too.

[repairedbywebs]

I haven't eaten in 5.5 weeks.

[browning_baby]

Why not?

[repairedbywebs]

Because I couldn't find anything to eat.

But now I like the number.

[vicodincrutch]

Except for your levels of serotonin.

[repairedbywebs]

I don't produce it.

[vicodincrutch]

And how is that going for you?

[repairedbywebs]

I would like dinner.

[valentineluke]

Here I thought Logan was bad.

[repairedbywebs]

No, I'm sure he's not.

[valentineluke]

He insisted working on the forest cottage while cursed.

[repairedbywebs]

I see. Did he produce an even motion?