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[switchaxe]

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[switchaxe]

[Just let him pay the streaming services! Or cellphone!

But he nods.]

Alright. [. . .] So we had reports of a fucked up IKEA, we going to that one or a normal one?

[fiddlestick]

[???]

Is there a normal IKEA in the city?

[Well. That answers that.]

[switchaxe]

I had to ask, okay.

[fiddlestick]

[He laughs]

I think in this city, you should probably just assume something's going to be weird and then hope you're pleasantly surprised.

[switchaxe]

Yeah, how's that workin' out for you?

[fiddlestick]

Well....the doctor's increased the dosage of my anxiety medication a couple times.

But other than that, just fine!

[switchaxe]

[. . .]

You okay?

[How much longer until IKEA--]

[fiddlestick]

[Soon child]

I'm fine. I have a chronic anxiety disorder, but I've had it a long time so I know how to manage it.

[switchaxe]

Just makin' sure.

[Maybe he should look into, like, a car or something. Help make it so Rean and Elliot don't need to worry about him so much.]

[fiddlestick]

[he snorts]

Hey, I've managed to get by with all this city's weird antics for over a year now, haven't I? You don't have to worry about me, I'm not as fragile as I look.

[switchaxe]

Yeah, I know. Still gonna worry.

[Because he cares for people and he's worried for them now.]