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[sanguinestar]

[it's not three am. it is a respectable sometime after noon, even, because she is not her twin: An Asshole. who would absolutely try to time this as inconveniently as possible.]

Your soup-making skills are needed. I'd try myself, but why would I show up to a potluck with second rate when you could waltz in with first?

[it's taken her a while to suss out how to do this, but have a link to kate's post on the network!]

Are you a heathen that prefers your cornbread sweet?

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I see. Is this you asking me to volunteer or am I being told?

[Not that he really minded either way. Dex needed to keep busy. When he wasn’t and got bored, that was when he began to turn towards dark thoughts and ended up hurting people.]

Also yes, I do. Blasphemous I know.

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A little of both, maybe? Mostly I'm asking. Telling people what to do is a whole lot of trouble I just can't be bothered with anymore.

[her tone is light, as if that's a relief. (it is.) boredom is ...a problem for some people, and if she senses this is an issue, she might gently point people in directions. what they do from there is their business ...for now.]

I suppose I can make two batches; it's not as if it'll go to waste. Well, you're in luck, because blasphemy's always on my menu.

[for real.

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I'll do it. Mainly because it gives me something to do.

[It wasn't like he had any other plans to celebrate Thanksgiving. Dex usually didn't, not when he didn't have anything in the way of family or friends back home.]

I'll look forward to it then.

[sanguinestar]

Ain't that why most people do things?

[mercenary, and not always, but often true. family is complicated. friends are ...welp. that's also complicated now, too. thanks to 'family'. it's easier alone in this cabin, honestly. lonely, but so much easier.]

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Being bored is not a state anyone wants me to be in. Trust me.

[All that did was give him time to be in his own head and start spiraling again. He needed to keep busy to stay out of there and away from the darkness within himself.]

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I don't mind it much myself, but I've seen it spill over into bad decision depot more than I can count on both hands. Might be the company I kept. Idle minds mirror idle hands in some.

[that's absolutely it. devil's playground indeed.]

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Well said. And the exact reason why I try to have a purpose at all times.

[A tidy space and a vocation to help keep him from being inside his own head as Dr. Mercer had counseled him to have so long ago. Even today, her methods had kept him on the straight and narrow for a long time. He was hoping they still would here in Folkmore.]

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[ Delivered to Dex's mailbox is a summer blanket. Wrapped up inside the blanket is a pouch containing some dried lavender. The scent has rubbed off only slightly onto the blanket and the dried leaves can be stored under a pillow for a relaxing sent or simply put in the back of a drawer. ]

Dex,

You're probably going to be the death of me if you keep waking me up. Try to get some more sleep this winter. There's always more lavender in the garden if you need it. Help yourself.

- Arthur