[ Wherever Alfyn is, Pickles is there. With the rock exchange decided and the last person coming soon to the graveyard, the end is almost here. The same delulu/memshare is still being blasted--the one about the rain. Sorry, he can't help it. He feels a little anxious about the whole thing. They can't see what's going on with the living either and Pickles just feels tired with the short burst of utmost dread that pulsed everywhere.
[ this week has just been a Series of things happening on days, honestly.
the delulumems have him pausing, because i, snow, am canon familiar, and technically alfyn saw this in public already. but it doesn't make it any easier! so he comes over to join him, tired and anxious but stubborn in his belief that they will see this through. ]
[ even if pickles is on the ground, alfyn lowers himself down next to him easily. one hand reaches out to stroke over his head, between his ears, before settling there. ]
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w1 thursday
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but he pauses when he sees pickles, and stiffly goes to take a knee. ]
Hey.
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Woof.
[ The puppy asks if you are doing better. ]
week 7 friday
Things continue to happen on days. ]
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the delulumems have him pausing, because i, snow, am canon familiar, and technically alfyn saw this in public already. but it doesn't make it any easier! so he comes over to join him, tired and anxious but stubborn in his belief that they will see this through. ]
Hey, partner, you got the jitters too?
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[ Pickles looks up at Alfyn for a moment before putting his head back down. The emoshare is jitters. ]
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Yeah, me too. I dunno what to expect tomorrow.