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[purplexing]

You're conversing with Donatello-

Juuuust not this exact second. Please rank your call by number of priority and I'll get back to you accordingly.

1 - A technical emergency

2 - General inquiry

3 - Miscellaneous

Comments

[levelshift]

[................................................]

That wasn't what I meant. Come pick the damn thing up. It's yours, not mine.

[Even though he's lifting the pot up (which is exactly his aesthetic with the black and white and line design, goddamnit Donnie) to find the instructions underneath.]

[purplexing]

[Handwritten, even!]

It's not mine, it's in your apartment. Therefore ownership has transferred.

[levelshift]

[Wow this is really thoughtful. What the fuck.]

That isn't how it works, dumbass!

[purplexing]

Sure it is. Consider it reverse thievery.

[levelshift]

Reverse thievery is just giving someone a gift!

[purplexing]

[Someone is cracking up over here. He can just imagine the exasperation in that response.]

Noted.

[levelshift]

[He's so mad about this, and about Donnie being so casual about it. Stop being so chill about giving him things!!!]

I'm going to throw the damn thing out the window, you asshole.

[He will not.]

[purplexing]

GASP what did that cactus ever do to you!

[levelshift]

Exist. That's more than enough reason.

[purplexing]

Harsh.

[This just makes him wonder what else he can get away with sneaking in and leaving at the esper's apartment.]

[levelshift]

[Accelerator is doomed.]

I'm a goddamned villain, what do you expect.

[purplexing]

More mood lighting for one thing.

[levelshift]

[.............................]

Fuck you.

[There are no words. NO WORDS.]

[purplexing]

😘

[levelshift]

[LEAVING YOU ON READ, GOOD SIR.

And going to go put that dumb cactus in front of a window. Grumble grumble.]