WEEK TWO: FRIDAY, ROOM 112

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[ and as soon as they're there, he simply hauls off his shirt (still has glass wound bandages, what up) and apparently dave felt the need to wrap his entire left arm and hand in bandages for some reason. he just holds it out, and raises his eyebrows. ]

Five minutes.

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[parodeity]

Yeah, I am. You just don't know to blame me for it yet.

[ like. ] Give it a year and some change. I'll see you later.

[splinten]

I'll give it a year if you give that year to me.

[He gives Dave one more brief hug, even knowing it won't be returned. But then he'll leave.]

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[ it isn't, and dave shuts the door behind him without a word and then presumably ? attempts to sleep but it's up in the air how well that goes. ]