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I was changing!

[ she has seen her bedroom through enough glitches that she knows she's still there. gods it would be embarrassing if she was half dressed... the indignity. ]

Guido loved the snow.

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Blackjack would have stolen a dozen apples from the sack already. But I'd probably be at the summit by now, so I think I'd let him have them.

Are you okay, though? I tried to get back in there with you, but if anyone can figure out how, they aren't cluing me in.

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Blackjack needed to go on a diet.

I'm fine. It's crap in here but whatever. Percy's fine too. I made him have a dance party for morale, it was hilarious, he's very terrible.

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What's going on in there? Somebody described it with the names of a bunch of movies I've never seen...

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It's a war, without the fighting.

[ a puff of a sigh that doesn't translate, but maybe it does. ]

Outside is uninhabitable, but people have to go outside for supplies and if they get caught which some people are doing on porpoise they get sent to work camps and time is weird down here like it's passing differently for people in the camps than the people in the dorms. Also we live in dorms, I had three roommates and they're like all Hispanic so Judas is racist.

Everyone is just hiding down here, waiting for the war to miraculously end.

But there are movies?