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[the-floating-four]

......Are you sure you're alright?

Yeh m fin!

[the-floating-four]

...Hm...

Was dat bout…

[the-floating-four]

Good morning... are you alright?

*He takes a minute but.*

M thnk so…

[the-floating-four]

*Ca wakes… he looks sort of… empty.*

[the-floating-four]

Is he... alright?

*I’ll let you see for yourself…*

[the-floating-four]

What.

*the vines retract completely at the sound of the anon…*

[the-floating-four]

*Ca lays there… the vines have made progress… and by progress I mean one made it to his brain…*

[the-floating-four]

NONONONONO

*he's slowly dragged further and further into a sleepy state he can't wake up from easily... If he were to wake he'd just stare off into space.*

[the-floating-four]

STOP IT

BAD

*spikes stab into him... he's too tired to even wake up*

[the-floating-four]

HEY

WAIT

NO

*the vines continue moving up, wrapping around his limbs.*

[the-floating-four]

*DRAMATIC GASP*

not.. NICE?!?!??!?!?!??!!!?

*nope. vines begin to snake up towards him*

[the-floating-four]

*im being NICE! BED!*

*Alright. But I won't be nice.*

[the-floating-four]

*wooo lets go house time*

*you can just throw him on the floor, on the couch, on his bed, or even on the uhhhh... hard wood kitchen floor.*

[the-floating-four]

*picks him up and carries him like a sack of potatoes*

lets go

*just as expected he is incredibly light, almost worryingly so. At least he got really close, didn't have to go far.*

[the-floating-four]

how heavy is ca. is it possible to carry the fucker the rest of the way

*well, he's an extremely skinny teenager... so he can't be that heavy. You definitely could carry him*

[the-floating-four]

*should probably get him home before I- well. I'll do it either way doesn't matter*

[the-floating-four]

*CA practically stumbles... almost home. He's collapsed before he made it.*