Chapter five: Getting to know each other

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"That's a lot of coins." Socks murmurs watching Blaza dump them out into a jar.
"They look like the kind you get at fun fairs." Tbh comments.
"That's because they are." Blaza answers.
"Why though? Why not real coins?" Tbh asks.
"Because if they were real, people would just try to rob me. Not to mention they work just as well as normal ones."
"It's definitely interesting." Socks says.
Blaza blushes lightly. "Th-thanks."
"So, what started the coin obsession?" Tbh asks.
"I don't know. I've always just liked how shiny they are I guess."
"Good enough answer for me." Socks shrugs.
"What about you Tbh?" Blaza asks.
"What about me?"
"What's your obsession with the sea?" Blaza points at Tbh's suitcase which has a variant of different sea shells and ocean themed clothing.
"I just think it's pretty cool. When you float on water it feels like you're in some sort of limbo. It feels nice." Tbh says.
"Space would probably feel like that." Socks mentions. "A place where you can just let go and not think about anything stressful."
"What's with your space obsession anyway?" Tbh asks.
"It always seemed appealing to me. Cool space suits, far-away places, liquid food."
"Liquid food?" Blaza asks.
"Okay, maybe not the liquid food but the other two definitely. It was my dream when I was little." Socks says.
"Then why are you a med student?" Tbh asks.
"It...it was a reachable goal unlike being a spaceman."

***

"Can I try on your beanie?"
Woolf blinks, not sure how to answer.
"Woolf?"
"Um...sure. I think I have an extra you can try on." Woolf digs through his suitcase and pulls out another black cat-eared hat.
Muffin takes it and puts it on. "Whoa, I've never tried on a hat like this. It feels weird."
Woolf laughs. "You've never wore a beanie hat?"
"Nope."
"Well, it looks good on you." Woolf smiles.

***

"How well do you even know Woolf?" Nadwe asks.
"I know he likes really lame books, has a furry obsession, and would rather drink pepsi then sprite." Dino replies.
"Anything else?"
"He's really into music and writing. He also really likes the small round cheeses with the red outline you get at grocery stores like Walmart."
"That last past was oddly specific." Nadwe comments.
"It was?"
"Yeah, how do you even know that?"
"I've just seen him eat them while he was studying." Dino answers, stretching on his bed.

***

"So these Disney films are a big deal?" Laff asks.
"They're a huge deal! They changed cinematic history! There's so many instant classics! Snow White, 101 Dalmatians, Fox and the hound, Lion king—
Laff listens to Joocie rant as he pulls out some tea bags from his suit case. "Did you bring any water with you, mate?"
"I drank it. Why?"
"I was going to make some tea" Laff says. "I better find the kitchen. Care to accompany me?"
"Uh-sure."

"Quaint kitchen, isn't it?" Laff remarks, turning on the sink.
"If by quaint you mean old and dirty then I would say you're correct." Joocie replies.
"Sometimes you have to appreciate the older things in life." Laff says and pulls out a faded orange cup from a cabinet. "Would you like some tea?"
"Sure."

Laff sits down at the table next to Joocie and hands him a cup of tea. "It's hot."
Joocie nods and takes a careful sip.
Laff stares at his cup.
"What are you doing?'
"I seem to have forgotten it's difficult to drink liquid through a gas mask."
Joocie giggles. "You'll have to take the mask off."
Laff hesitates before pulling out a straw from his lab coat.
"What are—
Laff pokes a hole in his mask and inserts the straw. "Now I can drink my tea."
"You're strange."
"I'm aware."
Joocie smiles. "Seriously though, what is up with you? You wear a gas mask, you have peculiar ways of drinking tea, and you're just odd in general. No offense."
Laff nods and sighs. "The truth is I'm actually a cybernetic life form sent from the past to evaluate modern life."
Joocie laughs. "You have a weird sense of humor too."
Laff doesn't reply and instead calmly sips his tea.
"Th-that was a joke right?"
"..."
"Right?!"

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