[Dave can be found . . . stacking cans. In lieu of absolutely anything better to do? He's just. Taking cans of food, and making stacks of them, in the vague shape of a city. Or a small town, perhaps made out of cans. It almost could be called a Can Town, if one were so inclined.
Anyway, if you catch him doing this, he looks slightly embarrassed, but just shrugs.]
Oh, sup. It's just-- Habit.
B. CYOA/Wandering
[Dave seems a little aimless, but if you've managed to run into him and (I'm so sorry) have somehow gotten him talking, it might have wandered down a bit of a bird walk. Somehow, you've ended up at the end of a very long and rambling rant about . . . apparently school?]
So, I'm just saying, feels weird-- Is this just what High School is like? What the fuck do I even know, I've got an eighth-grade education and I'm working the hell out of it right now. Maybe this shit is just what High School is like and we're all immediately flipping shit with no real basis.
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[Dave can be found . . . stacking cans. In lieu of absolutely anything better to do? He's just. Taking cans of food, and making stacks of them, in the vague shape of a city. Or a small town, perhaps made out of cans. It almost could be called a Can Town, if one were so inclined.
Anyway, if you catch him doing this, he looks slightly embarrassed, but just shrugs.]
Oh, sup. It's just-- Habit.
B. CYOA/Wandering
[Dave seems a little aimless, but if you've managed to run into him and (I'm so sorry) have somehow gotten him talking, it might have wandered down a bit of a bird walk. Somehow, you've ended up at the end of a very long and rambling rant about . . . apparently school?]
So, I'm just saying, feels weird-- Is this just what High School is like? What the fuck do I even know, I've got an eighth-grade education and I'm working the hell out of it right now. Maybe this shit is just what High School is like and we're all immediately flipping shit with no real basis.