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Alright, she has had enough with rolling silverware into napkins. Set, always the antsy one, finished enveloping her last trio of spoon-fork-knife, and triumphantly set it aside before phew!ing like she'd just ran a marathon. There was still a mountain of silverware to go, but she needed a break; her fingers were growing calloused, she swore it. Besides, she was a bit more interested in getting to know Reggie—her new coworker as of last week, when their boss gave Set this job, and her trusted partner in the art of folding napkins.

"So... how long've you been working here? Is Chet always a fucking asshole?" Chet the Chef. You can't make this shit up!

“It is almost my birthday.” 

It is not — not unless it is almost October 31st, the fake birthday on her papers, which to some, it is. But it is certainly nowhere near December 23rd — her actual birthday, which she would know if she bothered to investigate what the ghosts from the facility know about her upbringing. 

@halfraw | sex + romance headcanons!

💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak?

oof. that's really hard to say. i know atticus ( @ichorcoded ) has broken her heart several times. she's had plenty of heartbreaks throughout her life, in her adolescence, when she first began to fall in love. it's hard to pinpoint the exact very first heartbreak, she might not even remember who first broke her heart herself, but all i can say is, it's definitely related to ramona overreading someone's feelings, whether that's because they have commitment issues ( *eyezooms at atticus again* ) or they really only wanted her for sex. she falls in love far too easily & wants someone to sweep her off her feet. it's just too bad not a lot of people want the same thing.

🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush?

ramona examines her wrist, pressing her fingers on her skin; she ponders another tattoo. she is unsure if something small, something simple, or maybe something a little more extravagant because she is feeling a little daring, but she knows going out of her way to get a tattoo on the spot could lead to a lot of bad decisions. maybe she wants a black cat on her wrist. she’s a cat enthusiast. all these thoughts swim in her mind, as she’s sitting at the restaurant table, with nothing but a mug of coffee, now drained, tapping her long, black-painted fingernails on the rim of the mug. pondering. still, she is pondering.

“excuse me!” she calls for the waitress. “can i get a refill on coffee?” then, she pauses but for a mere moment. “by the way, how does this sound — in my mind, i’m control somehow… & i never lose my wallet.” cryptic, she knows. does that stop her? not exactly.

@halfraw​,   ainsworth,  j. :   “ that's  the  voice  you  use  with  confused  seniors. ” re :   superstore  2.14 / 2.15  sentence  meme.

i  can't  help  but  laugh  at  him  for  saying  that.   it's  true,  it  is  a  voice  one  would  use  with  confused  seniors,  but  you  never  know  these  days  as  to  what  extent  people  know  about  social  media  and  the  people  who  make  content  for  a  living.   primarily  those  in  his  age  range.   then  again,  sometimes  i  feel  like  i'm  closer  to  his  age  than  others  in  the  app.