week 3; sunday; love group

[selfimmolates]

[a questionable child, a dragon doormat, a protag with a growing harem, a shitlord musician, and a team normal walk into a bar (game room) (on sunday morning)...

aka just tag/top-level/threadjack as you like, there are five of us so what is order]

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[heartmunculus]

[He looks over at Yu.]

... You're right. I know you are.

[But the guilt still gnaws at him.]

[covenantal]

[ gently ]

Give it time. Everyone went through some rough things this week.

[heartmunculus]

... I can do that.

[If he doesn't end up dead by the end of next week.]