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[vicedirector]

Who: Miata and the moles
What: Everyone's having a very bad.....Time
When: Week 1, Tuesday night

[ As Miata mentioned to Rhys, the basement continues to be open to the mole group after midnight. Anyone coming down there on Tuesday night will find Miata sitting on the couch and reading a book, having switched out of her regular clothes for jeans, a hoodie, and a t-shirt with...a photorealistic piece of pizza on it. Evidently her daywear is not of her own choosing.

She lifts a hand up in greeting to anyone coming in, marking her page and setting the book down.]

Comments

[jackhole]

What, really? But there's like... nothing there. You must live on scraps.

[ he's still not totally believing the nation thing but it also helps he comes from so far in the future that the old earth countries are kind of just, names in a textbook he doesn't remember. probably briefly mentioned when he was in elementary school. welp.

he'll continue eating the tomato thing though. ]

[herbgrace]

No. [Lithuania is quick to object to that. Her people don't live on scraps anymore, but it hasn't been that long for her since she last felt her people starve.] We have much more at home than what's provided here. What I mean is that the ingredients that are here are all things I regularly cook with alongside other foods.

[jackhole]

Oh, right.

[ hm. still super boring though. why have normal rice and eggs when you can have like... like space pizza. ]

... Damn, I really want pizza now.

[ rhys?? god, just ignore him. ]

[herbgrace]

If you ask Miata, she could probably bring some. Or at least the ingredients for it.

[jackhole]

... Or, she'll mock me. We'll see, I guess.

[ why is miata ]