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im gonna go to bed, good night!!
"Haha, hello! I'm Ives! Stay a while, please! If you're not going to waste my time, that is."
[Two have joined the tea party.]
Spinda raised a brow, almost as if he was contemplating over the other’s sanity.
"A tea party?…."
Wasn’t the other a little too old for toys? HELL NO. It was exactly why Spinda kept to playing with his own yo-yo’s.
"Sure thing, man! That sounds hella. Ya better be havin’ some good ol’ crumpets and biscuits and shit, ya hear? Thanks for the offer, dude. The name’s Spinda by the way!"
Sanna nodded, looking up and glaring at how the other raised his eyebrow. "What are you thinking about me? Is it something negative?"
He reached inside his rain coat, and pulled out Mary, a black sheep toy. "I'm Sanna, and this is Mary. She was sounding a bit muffled in my jacket, so she told me to pull her out." He gently stroked the sheep's head, taking care with the horns. "She says to go this way." He turned around and departed for the closest table.
[Two have joined the tea party.]
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"Welcome. Are you requesting, want to see a toy, or joining Mary and I's tea party?" He asked as he began to study the both of them. Sanna put his hand in his rain coat pockets once he finished, looking down at his feet.
[One has joined the tea party.]
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"Hello. Are you here for the tea party, or do you need a request?" He stared at the girl in front of him, then shut his eyes and sighed as he stretched his arms. He gently rubbed his fingers, tired of sewing new toys.
[Two have joined the tea party.]
Well, you didn’t see this everyday. Here was a kid, a teenager, talking to a plushy as if it’s a person. Who even has imaginary friends anymore?
"Er, neither. I hate tea, and stuffed animals are for kids. I wandered in here by mistake. D’ya know where the residential hall is? I’ve been wandering for a bit, and as much as I hate to admit it, I need help. You know where it is, kid?"
"I don't know where your 'residential hall' is, I'm actually lost--" Then the word 'kid' registered in his head. "Mary says... Mary says..."
His expression changed drastically by now, glaring up at the reporter with a glare, and as he pulled the needle out of his sheep's rip, sewing it shut, he pulled until the string itself snapped. His other hand was around the sheep's midsection, the sewer's fingers were positioned so he couldn't prick his fingers.
Though now he was clenching the sheep, practically strangling it.
"Kid? Are you calling me a kid?! I've been here longer than you, buster!" He began to laugh, and the grip on the sheep got tighter. "Though, I could accept an apology in the form of a tea party. Otherwise, I'll drop in you a boiling pot of te--"
His attitude changed once again, grip relaxing on the stuffed sheep. He seemed embarrassed, and pulled scissors from his jacket as he cut the string and pulled it out and began to hurriedly sew again. "N-No, I've actually been lost for a while now too. Haha.."
[Two have joined the tea party.]
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His eyes shifted from one to the other, looking a bit confused. "People haven't come to me in a long time." He took Mary out from his inner pocket and began to fix a rip on her underside, yarn and needle coming from the same pocket the sheep was pulled out of. "Mary wants to know if you want to request a stuffed animal or join us for a tea party."
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"Talking to Mary and having a tea party."