[Now that he's feeling awake darn these teens staying up too late with their theif moms and still feeling fairly nostalgic, he's going to do something on a whim.
Because Albert likes it when people do that, right?]
[Because sometimes there are just not enough underlines in the world to properly express your tone. Some things in life secret codes can buy. For everything else there's audio.]
Worse than being hauled around and manhandled by a six-foot green sparklebear?
Things are...okay, I guess. Could be better, could be worse. I think we're coming back soon, but as long as nobody wrecks the books that are there and you don't give up my lab space, room renting is fine by me.
[Also tee hee, his room. You like him, Albert, admit it.]
Gandhina tried to play with it at the prom. Dummy and Sheriff took care of it, apparently, and you don't exactly just leave a four hundred pound snowflake knocked out on your host's back lawn.
That was...oddly polite of you. I think. [Just how big is this thing that it weighs four hundred pounds, what the hell.] What are you going to do with it when summer comes around?
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