The Shop

>Nope. Not here. And neither will you be once you understand how grumpy I get without my beauty sleep.

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"Trust me, no amount of sleep is going to fix that face of yours."

>"no frick you"

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"Really?"

>Casey is building canals on Mars. Please leave a message after the doot.

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"Come on Casey, it's past noon already."

>doot

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"UP."

"That you, Mom? Dad? Grandma? My Dog? That exact list of people, in that exact order, being the only people i know enough to allow them to awaken me from the ELDRITCH SLUUUMMBEEER?"

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"Ok, you know what? I'll just wait outside. Come out whenever you feel like joining the light of the living."

>"Some Nights I stay up, Cashing in my Bad luck. Some Nights, I call it a Draw"

You hear the clack of a shutting door.

After further deliberation, you decide to open your eyes.



An empty ceiling greets you.
A familiar bed is under you.
This is... the same motel room you have been staying at for the last two days.



You stare at the closed door. You had made a promise today.

...What was it again?

If nothing else, you should probably get ready.