I walk over and hand Salt an Angst-flavour smoothie.
"I can't imagine what being rejected for a fictional character feels like, but you have my feels anyway."
I notice the Homestuck Kickstarter.
"What the fu-SPLUDGETASTIC"
My brain spludges everywhere.
I respawn.
"WHY CANT I AFFORD ANY OF THE COOL STUFF! DAMN YOU CAPITALISM!"
"Huh? Oh yeah that's cool I guess. It's just that I learned some...revealing information about Sister that's making me feel rather guilty. It's nothing big. I'm just waiting so Zomb can start/finish his goddamn quest. He's an Heir, apparently."
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