[ dextera can’t help it. he smiles, even if it’s morbid—not because he likes that dave died, or even that he enjoyed his own deaths, but it’s strangely nice to commiserate with someone over the stupid ways that they’ve kicked the bucket. ]
I once accidentally exploded myself because I mis-organized some things in my pack.
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I once accidentally exploded myself because I mis-organized some things in my pack.