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Skip with a Dreamer who's hoping she can help
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"Oh! It's really good, you play as a mute woman with a talking sword and he acts as the game's narrator? It's - a really cool way of injecting story into a game, the first game by that studio did a similar thing and the voice acting and writing of the narrator really ties both games together. They aren't really Animal Crossing levels of relaxing, though, they might not be your cup of bees..."

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Sporfle. "Bees?"

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Giggle. "Beeeeees!"

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Then she shrugs. "I dunno. Sometimes the version of a phrase that gets stored in my head has a funny word substitution in it, we all have to just live with that."

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"I guess we do. I have a hard time imagining a bunch of cups of bees where I'd actively want any of them over the others, though."

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She shrugs again. "Maybe it's the one full of nice friendly bees? Or it's the smallest cup there, and you are being forced to pick one by narrative contrivance." 

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"The narrative contrivances are at it again this time with bees. I guess some cups have lids?"

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She nods along. "Right, and of course you'd want that one, to release the poor bees trapped within,"

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"I'd probably find a beekeeper who wanted bees. They must want them, or they wouldn't keep them."

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"It's right there in the name!"

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"Exactly. Though I suppose the name could also be a keeper of something else, who happened to themself be a bee."

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"Maybe we've been spelling it wrong and what they actually do is eep beaks! Because birds are very scary."

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Nod, nod. "Like in A Bug's Life."

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She mimics his nodding cadence. "And bees are a type of bug! It all fits..."

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"I don't think any of the characters in that one were bees, but if they had been they'd fit right in."

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"Yeah, they had a lot of different factions going on there already..." 

Xeya happily keeps chatting with Skip for a while, but eventually she remembers she needs to go set her room up! 

"Okay, I should go unpack, but this was great! See you around?"

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"Yeah. I'm around a lot." Small smile. It's a little sad.

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...Aww, maybe he lives somewhere that's bad for him? "Well, don't be a stranger!"

She gathers up her stuff (huh, why did she have all her poi out here again?) and heads back to her room.

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Yeah.

The next time some guy she's never seen before is ambient in the house he's bringing in a load of groceries. Looks like there's a literal Radio Flyer wagon that can hold a few bags full and is doing it, plus another bag under one arm.

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Xeya has met a few of her housemates by now and likes all of them at least fine! This big guy is new and - woah, he's got one of those little red wagons? (cute??)

"Gosh! Big haul, what's the occasion? ...And do you want any help?"

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"Big house, big haul. Ice cream lives in the other freezer, it's all in this one -" He hands her a bag.

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"Got it!" She salute him and takes the ice cream, heading freezerwards.

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If she comes back she will find him putting away ramen noodles and seaweed snacks in a cupboard.

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Xeya finishes putting the ice cream away for somebody and then wanders back through the kitchen. (She's not 100% sure what she was doing before this, but that's ok! Sometimes having a ton of ADHD is like that, especially when she - no, she did take her meds today, tomorrow is her skip day, right?)

Ah well! Can't let it keep her down. "Oh, hi! I'm Xeya, the new girl in Dave's old room."

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"Yeah, I've heard you mentioned! You're the only one with blue hair. Annika used to have purple but not recently."

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