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[fateality]

All right so great job, Uncle Fate is very proud of you all.

So let's celebrate
I have way, way too many drinks leftover from my careful hoarding.
You are definitely invited to have one

Hell I've even gotten a head start

And for those of you who don't like or can't have alcohol I have this
Is this juice? It's blue raspberry. Whatever that is. It's probably drinkable.

Comments

[fateality]

Wasn't so keen on sharing that before, I see.

[cachemoney]

Nothing personal. It's just hard to know who's listening. [And who among them would find killing everyone with the virus to be more effective than finding a cure.]

[fateality]

No, no. I get you. Being selective with your words is smart, and knowing when to share is just as important.

No offense taken, operator. The important part is that you aren't infected anymore. And that I'll have a bucket ready.

[cachemoney]

[Well, good, she didn't want to offend him. T-Fay is a good guy, one of the few on their team that she's sure about.]

I always knew you were a gentleman.

[fateality]

That's me. Always got a bucket ready for recovering ladies.