[With all Chatot's squawking, not to mention she's pretty sure Wigglytuff is legit crazy she'd prefer to be outside.]
You are not helping. Kindly be quiet.
[To the bird. Srsly shut up or she'll eat you. She just rolls her eyes and moves toward the hallway leading to the sleeping rooms. She refuses to call them bedrooms as piles of hay are not beds.]
You can have mine, I do not plan to use it. Coming?
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not to mention she's pretty sure Wigglytuff is legit crazyshe'd prefer to be outside.]You are not helping. Kindly be quiet.
[To the bird. Srsly shut up or she'll eat you. She just rolls her eyes and moves toward the hallway leading to the sleeping rooms. She refuses to call them bedrooms as piles of hay are not beds.]
You can have mine, I do not plan to use it. Coming?