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>>6279075
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phew finally

aaaalright ooookay just breathe in...
FUCK

It seems like the walls of reality are tenuously thin here, weird fucked up things pop up from out of nowhere, as if dealing with californians wasn't harrowing enough, you're now dealing with ASTRAL californians. You gotta get out of here PRONTO.

God what's the fucking holdup.. they're squabbling over gas station tacos, great. You feel the.. THINGS watching you, from behind, from afar, from under the ceramic tiles lining the floor, from the cracks in the walls and inside the big puffy nacho bags that have more air than nachos, they're waiting for you to let your guard down so they can take your ass to pound town.

You DO owe deuce money but your... wallet isn't stocked with-er... "legal" tender so to speak, you risk making a scene.

>PAY WITH THE THREE DOLLAR BILL
>USE THE REWARDS CARD
>$3 BILL AND REWARDS CARD??? (That'll cover it)
>SPRINT OUT OF THE STORE (pray they don't call the cops)
>DO A LITTLE... SLEIGHT OF HAND WITH THE SNACKS (look, it's not shoplifting if you don't get caught [three 1d2s you know the deal])
>T SPIGOT YO DUDE [Write in]