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"I just realized Future me has been gone for a bit... he's gonna come back older... On no, am I gonna be aged up? EEEKKK"

Dese was stuck in a booth.. cause snake.. there honestly isnt enough room to turn in her head-
She has accepted her fate, and has prepared for it by eating orange sherbert

"This is it-" she muttered quietly

* max would walk over to dese * max: exscuse me miss do you need a bigger booth or anything ? * he said curiesly *

She kinda just slithered over the table, and escaped

"Oh yeah, that'd be helpful, the tail is a bit of a pain-" she said

Max: of course here * he would then lead her to a north that’s was ment for two families to sit at he thought it would work the best * max: how will this do miss

"I saw that happen to an owlbear cub when it was given a strength potion. He was still adorable, but now much bigger."

Lucas was curled up in one of the booths, while Duster was eating some Nut Bread he had found, sitting beside Lucas.
Seems Lucas was still feeling Feverish, but it thankfully felt as if it was beginning to go away.

Dese seemd relatively comfy in the booth, since its shaped more like a semi circle, she would lie down, smiling

Suddenly, a metal paint bucket would then fly through the window, crashing into it and breaking the window in the process. This is quite the strange encounter. Why is there a paint bucket here? It doesn't seem to be moving so it's safe to whack to see if it's alive-

... Eh, I've seen weirder.

Messinius approaches the paint bucket. "Hmmm." He cautiously pokes it with his foot.

He poked his head out of the kitchen "stop throwing stuff!"

She slithered over the big metal man and then paint bucket.. she kinda just picked it up "This is a big bucket-"

Lucas uncurled out of his ball, sighing. Duster had finished his Nut Bread.

"Duster, didn't Kumatora say she'd meet us here when she came back from Aeolia's place and the whole family reunion party thing?"
Lucas weakly plopped over onto Duster, wrapping his arms around him in a loose hug.

"I think she did." Duster stated, "Wonder where she is?"

"It appears to be a bucket of paint that someone threw in through the window. Something tells me that Mathius won't be too happy about that."

"Well it didnt spill she said "What color you think it is?" She'd ask, staring at the metal "who needs this much paint?"