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[oculusriffs]

TG: this is going to be fucking stupid isnt it


[want to get in touch with Dave? you can leave a TEXT, VOICE, or VIDEO message — or alternatively, he shouldn't be too hard to track down in person.]

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[oculusriffs]

[it's cool, like he's said before, he hasn't met a word he can't rhyme yet.]

[but he wordlessly hands the bottle of cold meds on over — not on account of him not having anymore words handy, but on account of that being his third rhyme for the day. he'll just have to keep those words to himself.]

[flyingsolos]

You're seriously the best, you know that?

[ maybe she'll actually be able to sleep peacefully. ]

[oculusriffs]

[he only has something of a half shrug as an answer for that. yeah, he knows he's pretty great! or at least, his convenience store game has been damn strong.]

[that's his hubris talking. emoting. just wait until he tries rapping up soup later.]

[in any case, Dave lifts his hand, so he can fire off a text or five.]

there arent instructions on there right
yeah ive got no idea what a dose is supposed to be
so i dunno
take a swig and text in the morning i guess

[flyingsolos]

I promise not to drink the whole bottle, but a swig sounds safe.

[ ... she can hope. ]

[oculusriffs]

[it'll be fine! most likely.]

[Dave can't really do much aside from put faith in his magic, as much as he'd like to try to figure something out, so ... thumbs up it is.]