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“you know- that wasn’t what i was expecting...” ophelia’s head tilted to the side for a moment, contemplating the scene before her. “and yet-” she grinned, lips curling in an almost cruel manner. “i’m not surprised.”

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who: open where: anywhere
“you know- that wasn’t what i was expecting...” ophelia’s head tilted to the side for a moment, contemplating the scene before her. “and yet-” she grinned, lips curling in an almost cruel manner. “i’m not surprised.”
— Oi, desculpa... Você pode me dar uma informação? É que minha madrinha pediu para eu comprar umas coisas, mas eu não consigo achar o mercado.
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“they called me the witch of the woods- on account for my unwashed hair and muddy clothes...” she gestures to the leaves in her hair and the clothes in question. “said i could control the animals and that the potions i made had magic properties.... that was because i fed the crows and they brought me shiny things, and also because i went through a period where i experimented with hallucinogenic mushrooms. but who doesn’t mix hallucinogens in all of their alcohol?”
where: the lucky hunter tavern when: whenever
“sorry, we’re closed right now... unless you’re here about the job opening? what’s your experience like? can you pour drinks? are you wanted by the guards? don’t worry, that doesn’t disqualify you right out the gate- i just need to know if i need to interference if they come around trying to grab you. you know what, you look reliable, you’ve got the job. wear comfortable shoes tonight, if you need shoes, let me know and i can get you some.”
Chad was at the local bar sipping his cold beer and watching whatever sport was playing on the television, fulfilling his bro obligations (his brobligations, if you will). Some baseball game was on-- the Seattle Mariners versus someone, though it seemed to be a replay which Chad noted as a little odd. Suddenly, the program cut away from the game to a baseball player making some kind of announcement. Wait a minute, was he announcing his retirement?
Wait a minute, was this the Ichiro Suzuki? And the Ichiro Suzuki was announcing his retirement?!
“Oh no… Say it ain’t so, bro…” Chad mutters to no one in particular as he whips out his phone to verify the news. His worst fears became a reality once the quick Google search confirmed that Ichiro did announce his retirement.
His life was over; how he could go to work tomorrow with this heavy burden on his heart? Turning around to face the person sitting next to him, he can’t help but let a little of his sadness loose. “Can you believe this bro? Ichiro, retiring?! Man, I don’t know how I can continue on like this…” He takes a big swig from his glass. “Feels like just last week I went to go see him play…”
Another chancer askin’ for a free feckin’ tow. How do they reckon I make me pay? Side prostitution?