w0 curfew: yuyu's last supper (meatball sundae)

[rewriter]

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[silicone]

[ he is either spinning around in one of the office chairs in circles or sitting in a cozy chair drawing in a sketchbook.

closer to sleepy time he's just dozing on one of the display couches with an arm hanging off of the cushion. when someone comes by he just lifts a hand and wiggles his fingers like "heyyyyyy" and his hand flops back down. ]

[factoring]

[Looks over his shoulder to see what he's drawing.]

[silicone]

Kyoko, hey.

[ he doesn't mind her looking, it is just a bunch of noodly-looking stoats flopped around the page, framing cradled inside his jacket is a very sleepy topper. ]

[factoring]

Drawings of your friend?

[ Topper is so cute. ]

[silicone]

Yeah. He's fun to draw sometimes. Relaxing. He's just one long noodle.

[ he is truly everything to me. ]

[factoring]

He's very cute.

[ Long and fuzzy friend. ]

I haven't drawn in a while.

[silicone]

Did you used to?

[ he turns the page to her! it's still got some space, offering one of his few ikea pencils. ] Wanna try?

[factoring]

Only on occasion.

[She'll draw the outline of this little guy.]

[silicone]

Oh? What's that?

[ he watches... hello? the baby is cute???? ]

[factoring]

It's an AI program that assists hackers.

[silicone]

Whoa... kind of cute for a program...

[ WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN ]

[factoring]

It's very cute.

[ Tokomon is a precious baby. ]

[silicone]

Is it the only one or...?

[factoring]

No, there are a lot of these, in various shapes and with varying levels of power.

[Taps Tokomon]

This one's fairly weak, but it can become stronger.

[rewriter]

[she's writing something on her phone, but looks over curiously when she notices him drawing.]

What are you working on?

[silicone]

[ uwah miss monika... he smiles a little. ]

Eh, just doodling. Topper's always a great subject.

[ smash cut to topper sprawled out on his back just vibing with a full tummy. it's stoat sneep time. ]

What about you?

[ arteests at work. ]

[rewriter]

[HELP. He's a model.

She shoots a quick glance at sweet Topper, looking pretty amused.]

Ah... I'm trying to write a new poem. But, to be honest, I really haven't gotten anywhere because I keep backspacing the first line.

[silicone]

The creative life, it isn't easy... I feel that. It's hard when you keep erasing your starts.

[ he taps the tip of his pencil to his lip. ]

Did you have a subject you were thinking about?

[rewriter]

Hmm... I guess I'm thinking about our time here. Now that I've gotten to know everyone a little better, my feelings have gotten even more complicated.

[silicone]

Whoa, complicated how?

[ genuinely. ]

[rewriter]

Not all of us are getting out of here alive, remember?

[silicone]

Maybe I lowkey wanna be hopeful.

[rewriter]

Ah... Sorry.

[silicone]

Hey, no reason to say sorry. I know that's not realistic...