day seven - rhys
[ Not too long before curfew, Jack will be tracking down Rhys. It definitely looks like he has something in mind, and he actually approaches and immediately sets a friendly hand on Rhys's shoulder. It seems like he's definitely getting more comfortable with being friendly with Rhys, even if it's just bit by bit. ]
Hey, Rhys. I've, uh—
[ He glances back over his shoulder as if he's worried about someone overhearing, but looks back to Rhys with a smile. ]
So, I've got some good news and some bad news. Well. First one is more like a suggestion than actually news, but, eh, whatever, semantics. Point is, which do you wanna hear first? Because, I mean, good with the bad and all that crap.
Hey, Rhys. I've, uh—
[ He glances back over his shoulder as if he's worried about someone overhearing, but looks back to Rhys with a smile. ]
So, I've got some good news and some bad news. Well. First one is more like a suggestion than actually news, but, eh, whatever, semantics. Point is, which do you wanna hear first? Because, I mean, good with the bad and all that crap.

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well, right now, he's just working on putting together a simple robot kit. ]
. . . Baaaad news?
[ wait. ]
Also, hi.
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you made me write this god foresaken tag
fucking same i hate this
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STOP MAKING ME WRITE THESE THINGS
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