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[thechoiceisyours]

We probably could, with the alcohol at Delight's bar. It wouldn't be the best fuel for one, but it'd probably work.

[He may or may not have experimented a bit already with trying to make molotov cocktails, but a flamethrower would definitely be more convenient in a lot of ways. But the whole idea is really more a distraction at the moment than anything else.]

Yeah.

[unfollowing]

you go do that. i'll be here while you blow yourself up

i'm gonna go look for jess one more time

[And if Emily finds her, she's going to bitch ber out so hard that it'll either take them years to reconcile, or it'll move them right through the awkwardness and get them talking almost like normal again.]

[thechoiceisyours]

I'm not the one who blew up everything in chem lab. That was Josh.

[He's actually pretty decent at this sort of thing unless he trips or drops something or whatever. Which is... A distinct possibility, to be fair.]

Okay. Want help? We can split up where to look.

[unfollowing]

it all blurs together because you two are like joined at the hip

[Oh. She wasn't expecting anyone to help, but--]

okay. im gonna check the shops first

[thechoiceisyours]

That's no excuse for associating me with Josh's lameness.

[Says the lamest person in their whole group. And he tries not to think about the fact that 'are' should really be 'were' both here and at home.]

Okay, I'll go out and check by the bar and the library. Meet up at Delight's temple after that to figure out where to go next?

[unfollowing]

you're right, your brand of lameness is lamer, sorry

[Hey, there's a time somewhere out there where Chris and Josh are still bromantic as hell, so 'are' still applies.]

sure

thanks

[thechoiceisyours]

Good, thanks. I work hard to keep my lameness distinct, okay?

Yeah, no problem. See you in a bit.

[Hopefully after finding Jessica.]