[Some time when Dave was out, a mechanical creation was left on his bed. It is a clockwork crow, in this sort of style but, you know, a crow. It isn't fully robotic; only if he winds it up it will sing and stretch out its wings.]
[ ah, dirk is doing that thing where he leaves random shit because dave fucked up somehow. crap. the crow gravitates to a shelf, and out of a sense of obligation dave ditches a weirdly angled photograph of it on dirk's bed.
he also probably skips dinner but ??? that's unrelated ]
Feb 17
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he also probably skips dinner but ??? that's unrelated ]
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