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>Do what needs doing
You cross one leg over the other. You should be breaking out of here, most likely— you're not much of a lockpick, but you could shoot the door handle off, even if it'd spook your roommates. You're just not that motivated. While you've long since accepted the necessity of this whole operation (Headspace deserves it, plus nobody can stop Lottie once she's started on something), it's hard to say you're enthusiastic about it. All this sneaking/skulking/ambushing/breaking-and-entering/jumping out of windows stuff scares you, frankly— not that you haven't done it plenty before, but you were paid back then, and it screwed you over back then too! That's why you're here! Goddamn it. Does Lottie realize the shit she does? Or... grasp its risks? She doesn't act like she grasps its risks.
<span class="mu-i">If she did, would any of it get done?</span>
No. You're not implying you could do any of it solo. You wouldn't've bothered in the first place. Not that you ever would've thought a lot of innocent people suffering was cool, or anything, but it would've been none of your business. Somebody else would deal with it. Lottie is dealing with it. And you are sitting here, enjoying your break from the action, like the piece of shit you are. Are there any cursed blood pools inside Headspace?
<span class="mu-i">They seem to have a little of everything.</span>
Ace. You'll have to rev up the defibrillator, then. At least the godsdamn worm's dead. Goddamn worm. Does Teddy remember the worm?
<span class="mu-i">The big one?</span>
There isn't any other worm. It didn't start off quite so big. Still big, though.
<span class="mu-i">I wonder how it tastes. Feels like you could boil it, crack open the shell, you know. Eat it with lemon.</span>
That'd have to be one big pot. Godsdamn. Plus Lottie would completely lose her— (You are receiving a vivid mental image of Teddy with a thumbs-up and a ladder and a big fucking pot.) Okay, okay. Maybe it would taste good. If you say that around Lottie she'll actually blow her top, so you won't. She basically wanted to fuck the worm and have worm babies, she loved the thing so much.
<span class="mu-i">I think it was a female worm.</span>
Aren't worms both?
<span class="mu-i">Not this one. I think.</span>
Thanks for the fact check. She wanted to fuck the worm and adopt worm babies. Improvement?
<span class="mu-i">You should show more solidarity with your fellow invertebrates.</span>
You show plenty of solidarity. You used to <span class="mu-i">squash</span> bugs, Teddy. You had the thing with the shrimp. You talked to the worm before Lottie talked to the worm. Not talked. Why <span class="mu-i">can</span> Lottie talk to worms? You mean, that's not a— that's not normal. For a real human person. That's not normal. You know it barely hits the top 20 of least normal things she's done, but you can make up explanations for a lot of the other ones. The possession stuff too: that's fucked, right? You're not crazy? She's Richarding this lady around like it means nothing— and it's not like you can say anything, because it got you <span class="mu-i">in</span> here, but—
<span class="mu-i">It's unnerving.</span>
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