>>6379376After a hug with Ruby, and a knowing nod from Suan De, the hobos part ways… to the nearest place they can be. Suan De is literally next to your apartment, and Ruby is one below you to the right. Your neighbors are too friendly!
As you previously implied, at some point in your life, you want to prepare everyone’s favorite meals. Maybe this is a good opportunity to try one or two, or everyone at the party’s faves if you’re feeling greedy. The one wrench in your plan is that you don’t know what Celia and Odetta’s are. Roger should know Celia’s, and Jaylene promised to tell you Odetta’s…
Time to redeem that promise! You text them both to see quick results. Only Jackson comes in clutch, and reveals Celia’s favorite is a type of lasagna. Is she related to Bradford Jr? Because you’re sure Bradford Jr. hates Mondays.
“Meow.” Bradford Jr. denies it. He has no concept of time.
But Jaylene is more of a problem. She’s asking you to call her so she doesn’t leave a trail of evidence behind.
Guess you gotta do what you gotta do for these girls! ANOTHER FUCKING CALL TODAY! <span class="mu-s">YOU LOVE THOSE</span>.
“Hello? Johnny? T-Thank you for indulging me. I hope it isn’t much trouble.” Jaylene politely answers your call.
“<span class="mu-s">It’s nothing.</span>” You say.
“Hehe.” Jaylene can’t sense your suffering. “Is Odetta within hearing distance?”
“She’s not even in the same building as me at the moment.” You look around just in case. She’s a sneaky ghost!
“Now listen closely… Odetta can’t get enough of… <span class="mu-s">Dog food!</span>” Jaylene can barely contain her laughter.
You don’t know what to say, but you really doubt Jaylene meant it — because she didn’t tell you what brand or dog size. Unlike Donna.
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You actually don’t want to think about this anymore. But what’s up with Jaylene?
<span class="mu-s">How do you respond?</span>
>“Oh you! Very funny! Can you tell me the real one, please?” Play along in this wholesome interaction.>“I didn’t know intergalactic queens like doing practical jokes.” Tease her back. You don’t know enough of her and Oliver’s lore to be certain this is an effective joke. And you’re fine with that.>“You’re messing with me, aren’t you?” Act suspicious, but not confrontational.>“Dog food it is! Thanks, Jaylene! I can’t wait to prepare this for Odetta and serve it in front of everyone! See ya!” You got what you needed, time to move on.>Write In. 