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@fathomintoxconstellations - Feliks

Nikhil was doing one of the things that he did best: brooding around Icaria. He was capable of having a good mood every now and again, but he would have felt like a bit of a lazy bum for going to the beach every time that he got upset. Also a stupid bum. The beach didn’t exactly seem safe or fun this particular December. This time, he leaned against a shelf in the grocery store. “Is it really worth choosing foods that I enjoy if it takes time, or would I be better off with some kind of nutritionally rich but very boring porridge every meal?” While he had initially thought that this question was an internal one, he became that had in fact been verbalized, and that he had a small audience to hear his thoughts. Oh no.

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@fathomintoxconstellations - Feliks

“Good morning, man. You’re a mess, did you know that?” Lark said when the door opened and she was confronted with a hungover Feliks. Lark was particularly loud today, and entirely unmotivated to take any effort in changing that. “Did you just wake up? There’s stuff to do today, so let’s get to it.” For people that weren’t Steffi, Lark knew that she couldn’t just show up inside of friends’ houses to make them do things with her or take care of themselves. But she could show up at their houses without warning and see if they’d come to the door. Sometimes it even worked. Sometimes people closed the door in her face. But hey, at least she wasn’t trying to make anybody sign petitions (today).

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@fathomintoxconstellations - Feliks

Chloe had seen this guy around the island before- but only recently! She was not one hundred percent sure that everything was okay in his life, but that did not mean that Chloe was averse to talking with strangers and finding out. There were not that many strangers to encounter, after all, and people that Chloe didn't know were all potential friends. She worried that this sad-looking man did not have a good living situation, and might not be getting enough to eat. An excess of food was a unique problem to Chloe. She had already tried to feed Alek today, so there was not anybody on her ‘need to keep from starving’ list. How about this one? While she hoped that he was not without home, that didn’t mean that anything was out of the question. Her futon already had a person sleeping on it, so she couldn’t offer up a bed, so food would have to be her only offering.

She approached, bread in hand, and held it out. “I made some extra. Which isn’t an unusual thing for me, but I was wondering if you’d like some. I’m Chloe! It’s so nice to meet you. Have you lived around here long? What’s your name? Are you allergic to wheat? If so, I’m so sorry, and if that’s the case, I don’t only have breadstuffs. I have lots of things... Hi!” Sometimes it was difficult to wait her turn for Q&A when Chloe wanted to say all of the questions at once. If a few of those answers got skipped, that was more than okay with her.