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Post by Rabbit ♠ on Nov 1, 2019 21:14:20 GMT -5
downrightdude Gelquie Liou Saskori yawns. “Are you getting tired?” Shane asks. He looks at the clock. “It is getting a little late, after all.” “N-n-n-no,” says the Cybunny with another shuddering yawn. “Come on, the night’s still young,” Kaylie cheers, clearly sounding weary. She covers her mouth with her paw and yawns. “Right, everybody?” “I don’t sleep, so don’t look at me,” says the Zombie you’ve since been introduced to as Ally. “Even if you don’t sleep, it’s clearly getting late for these two.” Shane looks over at Kaylie and Saskori. “I’m twelve years old, I’ll have you know. I can stay up as late as I want,” says Saskori. “... But maybe yeah, I could start heading home. The tree will start worrying about me.” “I guess so,” Kaylie yawns again. “Think Shane said we were running errands in the mornin’, too.” Ally turns to you. “And how about you? I imagine it’s getting late for you as well. Or maybe not so late, but you might want to hit more houses while the night is still here.” “We really appreciate you stopping by,” Shane says with a warm smile. “It was a lot of fun having you here.” (Rabbit and June Note: We invite you to say your goodbyes in one last post, and we may reply if needed, but generally we’re looking to finish up the house for the season.)
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Post by Gelquie on Nov 1, 2019 22:45:57 GMT -5
The being waves. "Have a good night then! Take care of yourselves. And thanks for the fun time!"
And with that, the being is off.
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Post by downrightdude on Nov 2, 2019 0:30:11 GMT -5
Snaw curtsies. "It was so much fun hanging out here!"
Taking all the remaining sweets, Snaw quickly grabs the shiny vase and vacates the house. Now to find the jade monkey, and everything will fall into place....
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Post by Liou on Nov 2, 2019 17:41:25 GMT -5
The geese, which had been looking around for a corner to tuck themselves into like a new pet ready to sleep for the night, realise that the party is coming to an end and splitting up. The geese watch, flapping their wings, apalled and disappointed. The geese find an empty glass bottle from the drinks and pick it up, using it to silence their farewell honk so as not to wake the sleeping kids. Before they leave, the geese make sure to toss a scrap of paper among Saskori's books. The untidy, muddy goose-prints are very hard to decipher, but seem to read: "Gewse - taymd."
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