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totallyaveragemcdonalds: damienworkatjimmyjohns: totallyaveragemcdonalds: damienworkatjimmyjohns: totallyaveragemcdonalds: damienworkatjimmyjohns: totallyaveragemcdonalds: damienworkatjimmyjohns: totallyaveragemcdonalds: damienworkatjimmyjohns: totallyaveragemcdonalds: Do not schedule a meeting, just come to my office. :) ((Yall can ask worm bitch stuff now too!!)) Holy crap…you’re really cool! ((The manager bends down. A few worms slip away, and fall onto the floor. They raise a hand to their chin, an exaggerated thinking gesture.)) Thank you.. Damien. Woah! How do you know my name too! I would recognize you anywhere, child. Oh! Are you like…my parent or something? My like fairy god parent? Nah, I’m joking, that shit is all kinda dumb! I don’t need parents anyways! Hmm. Not me, Damien. ((They stand back up, fully, and give his shoulder a light pat. It feels like being punchedandkissedandhugedabdstabbedandlovedandhatedand———- no. But he can feel the worms, twisting and writhing in the shape of a hand for a moment. They humor him.)) No parents? How about other forms of family? Nah! Who needs family? They all just end up screwing you over anyways! ((The feeling makes him shudder and jerk his shoulder a bit but he smiles still, this guy is pretty cool!)) I… I suppose you aren’t wrong. ((They seem to nod slightly, just shy of approvingly, after a few moments.)) Have you dealt with bad parents too? Or are you just being sympathetic? I can’t tell really! Ah.. Not in any way comparable to the parents of this plane, or any even adjacent to it, really. It’s quite alright, Damien. Do not worry about it. Okay, if you say so! Say, who works here? I feel like I’ve been here before! -- source link