[... Not that Sakura was hungry to begin with, but oof, the sight and the smells are enough to make her stomach turn in protest.
There doesn't seem to be anything dangerous here. Even still, Sakura keeps close to Aki's side out of pure disgust]
I guess the food is as old as the train car...?
There doesn't seem to be anything dangerous here. Even still, Sakura keeps close to Aki's side out of pure disgust]
I guess the food is as old as the train car...?
[Staring at those chips in blank surprise for a moment, unsure if Aki is trying to offer her a snack--
But then it clicks, and Sakura blinks with a soft "oooh" of understanding.]
... Maybe someone is restocking?
[Still doubtful, but that theory has suddenly gained some weight.]
Or I suppose someone came to the car before us and left them here...?
But then it clicks, and Sakura blinks with a soft "oooh" of understanding.]
... Maybe someone is restocking?
[Still doubtful, but that theory has suddenly gained some weight.]
Or I suppose someone came to the car before us and left them here...?
Ah... Y'know, I think so? I always used buses before I got my license, at least.
[But it makes sense that he can't recall it being in service if it was full of mutant rats and vines and secret Retrospec nonsense the whole time.]
It's kinda hard to remember that far back, though. ...And I guess I can't really be sure that the stuff I remember is what was actually happening, anyway.
[But it makes sense that he can't recall it being in service if it was full of mutant rats and vines and secret Retrospec nonsense the whole time.]
It's kinda hard to remember that far back, though. ...And I guess I can't really be sure that the stuff I remember is what was actually happening, anyway.
Be home before 10. Don't take candy from strangers.
Don't touch the thermostat either.
Don't touch the thermostat either.
Superhuman power all dads have, like how we can wear knee high socks and shorts with no shame.
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