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didn't someone post this yesterday?

GROUNDHOG DAY: THE MEME
or: timeloops and you

You just woke up, and something is wrong. The radio is playing the same song from the day before. The weather is exactly the same. Your dog is sleeping in the exact same spot, your mom just burnt the same waffles. Today is yesterday, and you've already gone through everything that's about to happen again. Nothing you do carries over from day to day, no one else remembers a thing that you or anyone else has done. Even death has no permanence in this world. Will you get out there and find the key to breaking your time loop? Will you surrender to the despair of being forever stuck in time? Or will you embrace the fact that there are no more consequences in life and you can do whatever you wish? Let's find out.

the rules

Comment with your character information and preferences. Let people know whether you'd like to play the character trapped in the loop or a bystander caught up in the madness around them. Pick from the prompts below, or let your taggers decide.
Keep in mind that this meme will necessitate clear communication if your characters are close or are assumed to have been in contact before during the time loop! OOC planning before playing out threads is a great idea.
Tag around, have fun, don't be a jerk.

prompts

the second go-around: What's going on? Why is everyone acting like yesterday is today? This isn't normal, someone explain all this!

it's been a while: You've got a couple loops under your belt now. You don't know everything about everyone, but if you go about your usual day, you know exactly what's going to happen. Maybe it's time to start switching things up?

forever and a day: How long has it been? Months? Years? Decades? You lost count a long time ago. You know how every moment of every day in every location you can reach is going to go down. All that's left to do is find ways to mitigate the endless tedium.

something's different: You've been at this for a while, but this is the first time anything has changed. Today isn't exactly like yesterday. Is it a glitch in the loop? Did you do something to change it? Is this a one-time thing, or will every day be like this now?

you aren't alone: There's someone else trapped in this loop with you. Maybe several someones. Are they new to the repetition? Did they start at the same time as you? Will they remember any of this tomorrow?

the answer is right there: You know what you have to do to end this, it's simply a matter of setting up the dominoes to pull it off. Will you stop an apocalypse? Save a life? End one? One day at a time, you get a little closer to having a tomorrow.

the end: You did it. It's over. At long last, it's tomorrow. How long has it been since you woke up to a brand new day? How will you adjust back to a normal life? Can you go back to the way you were?

wildcard: Got another idea? Make it happen, you've got all the time in the world.

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[This again..!

crosscanon welcome]

(reply from suspended user)

[ in another universe, things don't turn out quite as well. for one reason or another, they do not meet. lilina's nerves get the better of her, and she makes herself ill with worry over socializing. she goes home immediately after school and does not stay back to help the boy in orange put up the last of the mistletoe, and she misses her chance to see his bright and brilliant smile directed right at her.

sometimes, they don't get along. she is too brusque, and he too chatty. the worst parts of their personalities are amplified, and there's too much friction that makes the moment stagnant, and they both leave that afternoon feeling emptier than the gymnasium had been when they left it.

another time, they get as far as the dance, but one of them does not show. naruto overhears a cruel laugh not meant for him but sounding all too familiar, and assumes the worst — that he has become the butt end of a joke once more.

and another time, the weariness of the loop holds them back. motivation is lost, and the will to try and do something different is lost with it. they go through the motions, not trying, not living, and so they are made to "live" and "live" again.

it keeps happening, again and again — or rather it keeps not happening, for one reason or another, and they're made to relieve it over and over, shouldering the burden of repetition alone.

today marks the eighth "today", which is already seven times too many. lilina is tired, worn like a rubberband pulled taut too many times, but more than that she is mad. she has hit the point of hopelessness and anger, where nothing feels like it'll ever work. this culminates in one, frustrated yell, and the hasty kick of a box of christmas decorations. it echoes loudly in the empthy gym, highlighting her childishness, but she's far too weary to even care. ]

[ Naruto has no idea why he's being forced to live and relive this same day over and over, but the thing he is certain of is that it's growing very old very quickly. He's gone through what could possibly be causing it, but with his limited knowledge on these sorts of things and the general impossibility of it all, his options are fairly limited. He's settled on two culprits - he's stuck in a video game, or this is a very long and intricate dream. He's tried going against what he'd normally do to make something, anything else happen; sleeping when he shouldn't to wake himself up, punching and pinching himself, responding nicely to messages from his overseas best friend, actually trying in classes he hates instead of falling asleep in the first ten minutes... None of it works, and it always follows the same patterns, the same people doing and saying the same things, and ends the same way, with Lilina and a box of decorations and a dance that sucks.

He's making his way to the gym with his eyes closed, knowing for a fact that nothing will bump into him because nothing ever does, and when he pushes open the door he's ready to greet Lilina with as much enthusiasm as he can considering she's basically a mindless dummy acting out an almost identical spiel for over a week now.

When he hears the sound of the box clattering as it skids a little across the floor, then, his eyes open with a snap and he raises his eyebrows. ]

Lilina... You look-- [ He takes a step closer. She looks real is what his brain is thinking, but his mouth won't form it. ] Ya look... tired. Are ya okay? What's wrong with the box, huh?

[ despite having lived this day for over a week now, lilina is surprised by naruto's appearance. so much so she nearly jumps out of her skin, gasping sharply and whipping around so quickly she nearly smacks herself with her own twintails. for a few seconds, she does nothing more than stare at him wildly, like he's some sort of oddity, or like he'd just woken her up from some kind of dream... and it isn't until she takes a glance towards the large wall clock just behind him that she realizes why:

he's early.

not by much. only a couple of minutes. but he's early, and that's different and. it has her looking back at him with a furrowed brow, like she's right at the tip of solving something, she's been given all the pieces and yet... she has no idea what the picture is supposed to be.

hastily, she snaps herself out of it. ]

N-Nothing. I... I tripped. [ which definitely doesn't make sense because she's fine, the box has skittered across the floor like it'd been kicked, and that sound she'd made earlier was definitely one of frustration, not surprise.

she tries to look a bit more composed, smoothing her skirt out. ]

Shall we?

[ He tilts his head, shoves a thumb underneath the fabric of the headband tied across his forehead and frowns at the weird display she offers him. By no means is he smart enough to put two and two together and figure this out, but he definitely notices more and more that it's his interactions with Lilina that seem to differ in certain ways every time the day resets... He can remember each round they've been through, where they didn't see one another at all or where they seemed to be getting on well until they.. weren't, and all Naruto can do is wonder about the significance of it all to himself, too afraid to speak up for the fear that he'll hear one of those nasty laughs again. ]

Ya should be more careful when you're by yourself, y'know. You coulda broke something. [ Whether he's talking about her or the box is unclear, but either way he gives her a little smile before moving over to the ladder and holding one side of it still like he knows she's about to ask him to do.

He looks a little distracted, peering around as though he's trying to find a clue hidden somewhere in this room, and only when she starts up the ladder does something seem to click and he pipes up: ]

Hey, maybe I should put the decorations up this time? [ This time??? She's not going to know what this time means, you dumbass! ] I mean-- since it's normally the girls that do it, and I'm a bit taller, y'know?

[ slowly, she turns from her spot on the third rung of the ladder, nearly 180 just so she can level a look at him. her position puts her slightly above naruto, but not by much, given their height difference, but she is not nearly so high enough as to make her spot precarious.

not like it has been before. ]

I can manage with my height just fine, [ she says after a while, brow furrowed in mild suspicion. he's acting strangely (moreso than usual, anyway), but she is a bit too worn and weary to put two and two together just yet. (still, the pieces seem to be moving closer and closer.) ]

Are you feeling alright?

I wasn't sayin' you couldn't, I just thought maybe it'd be a good change up. [ He winces. Ah. Again, there he goes talking like she knows what the hell he's experiencing. A change from what, it's not like they've done this before is it? Naruto has, more times than he can count, but for Lilina this is the first time she's properly spoken to him. ] Nevermind. Just be careful ya don't fall down, okay? This thing is kinda wobbly.

[ He also does his level best to keep his face out of the way of her skirts this time, to avoid any awkward questions or ridiculous mishaps when her ruffles obscure his vision. ]

I'm fine, I just-- [ He just wants to figure out the cause for all of this. And even if he's stuck here forever he'd like to be stuck in the version of events where he and Lilina are excited about going to the dance together, even if it ultimately never happens. Anything is better than the version where she yells at him or picks his answers apart or flat out ignores him completely. ] I'm just kinda tired, y'know?

[ Not exactly untrue. ]

[ the sound she makes is soft, but understanding. in fact, there's an almost wry slant to her gaze as she commiserates with his exhaustion, but she doesn't dwell on it for too long to be touched on. she's already turned and began her ascent up the steps, the movement practically mechanical at this point.

of course, it's only once she's up there that she realizes she's come up completely empty handed. she stares at her hand like it's betrayed her somehow, and she sighs sharply in her mounting frustration. she can definitely feel herself beginning to fray at the ends. ]

Why do we even need to include mistletoe? [ she's frowning at the garland, gripping the last rung of the ladder tightly. in the beginning of all this, she had thought it romantic. almost fairytale-like... but now she almost feels like it's mocking her. ] We're teenagers. If we want to kiss, we hardly need an excuse for it!

[ Seeing Lilina open out her empty hand and come up with nothing is the first thing that surprises Naruto, but it pales in comparison to the way she slowly boils and then brims over, like a kettle overflowing, like a person buckling under the weight of a day repeated over and over and taunting what could have been. He's probably just projecting that last one, but what she says makes his heart feel like it's being pierced. ]

What are ya talkin' about?? You said it's not the plant that's important, it's the tradition! You said that it's an opportunity, and a chance! What about all those people who want to kiss the people they like but are too scared to do it? You can't take that away from them just 'cause you're pissed off for some reason!

[ Okay, so he's yelling. This is probably one of those bad days where he and Lilina don't speak to each other and don't go to the dance and there's no chance for them under the mistletoe, but.. but Naruto can't help it. The thought of Lilina being so disillusioned with romance is the most upsetting thing this bullshit time-loop has thrown at him so far. ]

[ he's yelling at her, and instinct has her ruffling up in response. but before she can actually muster up the words to carry on her anger, she actually hears what he's saying and

and it can't be.

she's staring at him from the top, her expression slack, eyes wide. ]

...How do you know what I said?

[ it's a low, quiet thing. almost entirely to herself, if it weren't for how quiet the gym had gotten after his outburst. her hands tighten over the top of the ladder, but just for a second. and then she's practically flying down in her haste to get back down to ground-level. she very nearly topples right into his arms, but she gets a good grip on them, anchoring her steady as she meets his eyes. ]

How do you know what I said!

[ there is disbelief there in her eyes, but past that... a tiny sliver of hope. could it be—?

her tone, hushed, not daring to be more than a whisper: ]

Do you remember them all too...?

[ Naruto recoils when she comes blustering down the ladder again, immediately afraid she's going to smack him with those vicious little hands of hers, because as she murmurs softly Naruto realises what he's suspected all along is true and that this whole time he could have been accompanying her on this stupid journey but he didn't because he was too afraid and he's too afraid now to tell her any of this and and and---

She doesn't hit him but her words still hurt, and Naruto opens the eyes he screwed shut while he lowers his defensive arms, looking into her flushed face with a desperate looking expression on his own. She looks like she's hoping he'll confirm, but that means admitting to letting her suffer, so Naruto's response is torn.

Ultimately, though.. he can't lie. ]

Y-yeah.. All the loops, right?

[ And he can't deny that he's hopeful himself, because.. if she can remember the loops too, then clearly they're more to each other than just random acquaintances... right? ]

[ he isn't meeting her eyes for some reason, and something inside her churns. even when he confirms her suspicions, her tiny sliver of hope, even when he reveals to her, all along, she had not been as alone in this as she thought.

she doesn't blame him. she doesn't even think to blame him — how could he have known? how could he have done anything if he hadn't? — but still, her shoulders shake. her eyes glaze over in tears, and her entire face goes red from all of it, pent up, now finally able to burst. ]

Eight, [ she whispers shakily, almost like a hiss. ] Eight loops. [ eight days. eight long days of this, of not knowing anything but failure, whatever it was, over and over again. ]

Thank goodness... [ and then she starts to truly cry, out of frustration, out of relief. her head dips between them, held up by a shoulder she's clinging onto. ]

[ Eight.. He'd watched it happen eight times, had hurt himself but had watched her get hurt too, had done so enough times to lose count but she never had. She never forgot about each time they wound around to the same beginning again, and Naruto had wondered if maybe the reason nothing changed but her was relevant, was important, was worth questioning.. he never brought it up. Eight feels like a jab to his chest, somewhere squishy and sensitive, and he almost has to hold back his own tears when--

When Lilina just about bursts, shaking so violently it's like her small body is about to fall apart, and though Naruto wouldn't be surprised if she smacked him away he swoops forward to put his arms around her, hands on her forearms, her ducked head bumping his chest. ]

Hey-- Hey, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to- I dunno, I just didn't think, y'know? I'm not smart or anythin' so I didn't know, I couldn't figure out what to do an' I didn't wanna bring it up incase it made that loop into another one where you don't like me.

[ He's babbling, but his hands are rubbing her arms like an adult might do to a screaming child.. he clearly thinks it's comforting. He's clearly struggling. ]

I never wanted to upset ya like this.. I shoulda just said. I'm sorry.

[ her small shoulders continue to shake as she squeezes out the last of her tears. she's calmed some by the time naruto's frantic rambling starts to peter off, so that by the time he finishes, she's lifting her head with a face only slightly blotchy thanks to her sobs.

the furrow in her brow has less to do with her frustration and relief, and more to do now with her confusion. ]

You're sorry...?

[ it doesn't make sense to her. what is he apologizing for?

she shakes her head, straightening up somewhat, though she keeps her hands firmly on his arms. ]

How could you have known? [ neither of them realized the other was just as trapped as they were, after all. she gives another shake of her head, short and — not quite dismissive, but resolved. adamant. ]

None of this is your fault, and feeling sorry isn't going to help either of us.

[ she sniffs, straightening up some more so that her back is rigid. posture pristine. if it weren't for the way her eyes still shined, and her cheeks still bright pink, it wouldn't have looked like she'd cried at all. ]

Right now, we've got a strategy to figure out. Help me down, please. [ she holds her hand out towards him, attempting to step down from where she's perched on the ladder. ]

[ Naruto still doesn't feel quite right about all this. He didn't know, like she said, but he'd wondered. Hoped, dreamed maybe. He's so used to being the one with his head foolishly in the clouds and so often continues to be so despite being told at great length what a blind idiot he's being... it's terrible luck, then, that this is the one time he chose not to believe in himself. If he had, maybe he and Lilina could have been out of this before all those horrible loops where it felt like they were doomed to live heartbreak over and over again.

But nevertheless he presses his lips together and nods. She is right, after all. Feeling sorry won't help right now. ]

Watch your feet this time, huh? I don't want ya to go tumblin' down and messin' up your wrist like ya did the first time.

[ He takes her hand firmly, focusing on her feet as she steps, making sure to hold his other hand out. Just in case. ]

[ her lips purse at his word of warning, less annoyed and more wry. considering three out of their eight loops had ended with her injured in some way, she knows his words are quite warranted. but still.

once she's on her feet, she's dusting her skirts off after giving his hand an absent-minded squeeze. ]

Right, [ she says, seemingly all to herself. her hands come to her waist as she surveys the empty gym before them, but it's clear she's not really seeing any of the scene in front of her. ] Right.

[ she turns to him then, so quickly her hair nearly slaps him in the face. she's holding out her cell phone in one hand now, tapping on the screen. ]

Give me your number.

[ Naruto gets distracted with watching her, his free hand absently cradling the one she's squeezed, the pad of his thumb pressing into the palm as if attempting to recreate the way that quick moment of pressure had made him feel. He can't, but he never really expected to in the first place, because it wasn't a feeling in his hand.. it was in his heart, or the area surrounding his body, or the area surrounding the two of them. It was a feeling of rightness, like finishing a jigsaw puzzle or finally successfully completing a skateboard trick; the last item in a collection. Belonging. Only Naruto can't describe it because he's never felt it before.. except for briefly, in the first time he and Lilina were together.

He doesn't have enough time to flinch away from her hair, so he gets a waft of air and scent thrown at him that makes him jump, and therefore leaves him a little starstruck as she holds her phone out to him. ]

Uhh, okay. [ He says, taking it and tapping the screen with his finger like an elderly person might; his pointer finger straight out, his taps a little too forceful. It takes him a little time to get the contacts page up, then to input his number, but once its done he hands it back to her. He hopes she doesn't want him to input hers in return, because that would mean dragging the half useless hunk of plastic out of his pocket and... well, things are almost going well right now, he doesn't want to ruin them by getting embarrassed over his phone, if it can be called that. ]

What do ya want my number for?

Because, Uzumaki Naruto, [ why, yes, after eight loops together she definitely knows who he is by now ] we're not just unfortunate victims in the universe's seemingly cruel joke anymore! We're partners, now.

[ she holds a single, small finger up, her eyes sparkling. ]

We now have the advantage. Whatever it is the universe had planned for us, we've foiled it! We've taken our own fates into our hands, and we're solving it!

[ just. don't ask her how. she hasn't gotten to that part yet.

she's too busy turning back to her phone, happily pulling up his contact information to add some emojis to his name: ✨🦁✨ obviously it'll make it easier for her to find his name. also because it's cute.

once finished, she tucks her phone back into her pocket, hands on her hips, chest puffed out with renewed hope and motivation. it's not as hopeless as it had seemed. she isn't alone in this after all. ]

Now, the next step is to figure out a battle plan. [ she turns to him, leaning in conspiratorially. ] Tonight, we'll go home and come up with a list of things to try. Promise me you'll answer your phone if I text or call?

[ Naruto is typically a font of inspiration and faith, but it seems that continually being beaten down does take it's toll on even a bright soul like his, particularly when it hits as close to home as a girl he might be developing a crush on continually either liking or disliking him. Thankfully, though, it turns out that Lilina surprisingly has just as much faith as he does when prompted. The shift from her uncertain or prickly demeanour to this one full of determination seems to rekindle something in Naruto's chest, and with every word she stresses and every movement she performs, looking around the room as if it's the dawning of a new day, he feels more and more inspired to feel the same way.

She's right, after all. They're one step closer to beating this monster, to overcoming it, to getting out.

But the minute she mentions texting and calling, the realisation that they'll have to split up hits him, and he's grabbing for her hand again before he's really even processed what he's doing or what he's going to say. ]

Don't ya think we should stick together? If we separate, an' go home an' text or call, one of us could fall asleep an' then tomorrow everything will have reset an' there won't be anythin' we can do about it. [ He hopes he doesn't look as desperate as he feels, holding onto her hand like a child trying to weather the storm by clinging to their parents coat. ] The only time stuff changes is when we're together, right?

[ to say she's startled by the sudden contact would be a vast understatement. to her credit, she doesn't visibly show it as anything more than a slight jump, and a fresh rosy blush that spreads across her pale cheeks like wildfire. she's certain if his hand were to move up along her arm any higher, he'd be able to feel how her pulse practically jumps at his touch. ]

I — I suppose you're right...

[ she strives to think practically here, despite how warm it suddenly feels in the air-conditioned gymnasium. ]

It would be prudent of us to make the most use of our time... We could go to the library and do some research together. [ she's still staring at their joined hands lakjsla ] I will just have to tell my parents I've decided to go to the dance.

[ He's so tired. ]

[ He hasn't slept in days, but he only feels like he missed a single night. That's it's own kind of tiring. His head is buzzing; even with his body feeling more or less fine, his brain sure as hell hasn't had time to reset from all the input. He feels like he's losing his shit. ]

[ Which might be why, today, when Naruto orders the same ramen with the same toppings for breakfast, when it comes out in exactly the same arrangement it does every day, with the same noodle hanging off the edge of the bowl, dripping on the table in the same pattern, Sasuke reaches over his plates of omusubi and gyoza - same goddamn burn marks on the furthest-right dumpling, same pattern of black sesame on the rice ball one left from center, same swizzles of sauce - and plucks the wayward bastard off the edge of Naruto's bowl and brings pulls the whole strand out, letting it dance and wiggle as he steals it across the table, splattering broth between them. Fuck it. It won't matter tomorrow, because it'll be the same fucking bowl with the same dangling strand all the fuck over again. ]

[ Naruto feels like he's been here before, which is a pretty ridiculous thing to experience because of course he's been to his favourite ramen place before.. but there's something distinctly not right about how familiar this all feels. It's not just that he's been here before, but that he's done exactly this before. Ordered this bowl, these extras, in exactly the same voice and received exactly the same answer, pulled the bowl toward him in the same way and started to eat in the same order. It hurts his head to think about it, but something definitely feels off, and as he chews his noodles he tries to figure out what exactly might be the cause of the shift in his reality.

Relief comes like pressure being siphoned off of his brain, from the moment Sasuke reaches over and pulls the noodle out from his bowl. The broth splatters across his hand and flicks at his face, and when he raises his sleeve to wipe his cheek on it and glares up at the other man across the table.. his anger isn't nearly as concentrated as it could be, mostly because Naruto feels like laughing at the feeling of something finally breaking through the haze. ]

Oi, if ya want noodles, order your own! [ He cries, much too giddy with something else finally happening, and bearing his chopsticks poised to take a jab at one of Sasuke's unwitting gyoza. ]

[She didn't pay attention to the details at first. Why should she? Karin was visiting. Stopping into Konoha after a months long absence that was only felt when it became apparent her particular skills were needed. Typical. She might be Otokagure, but family came first. Who was she to ignore a request from her only family to help in Konoha's hospital?

Now though? Now Karin wished she'd ignored the message. Karin should have told Naruto she was in the middle of some kind of time sensitive part of her research and she'd be there as soon as she could. Could have, should have, would have. Too late for regrets now, she's here and she's staying put until she figures out how to break whatever jutsu is keeping her and she swears if this is some elaborate genjutsu she is murdering the user when she gets out.

But this time of day she tries to vary. She's skipping the consult again. Watching the kids play in the street too young for academy life. Or they just don't care that they're missing their lessons because life is at peace again finally. She watches as the same red headed girl trips and skins her knee just like yesterday and a countless number of yesterdays before that. Watches the brown haired boy she was chasing stand there motionless watching her cry. She's never actually interacted with this situation just watched observed as the stuffed rabbit the boy stole still hangs limply in his fingers.

With a sigh she moves to the girl, kneels down and offers the girl a smile.]

Hey that looked like it hurt.

[The girl looks up sharply and nods her head, bottom lip trembling and Karin holds out her hands.]

I can patch that up for you.

[She probably isn't supposed to deviate so much from the original day, but you know what she doesn't care. It's been long enough at this point that what harm could it possibly do? She'll be sitting in that same consult again tomorrow morning trying very hard not to say for verbatim what the other medics are saying.

Besides who is going to yell at her for healing a scraped knee? She's the only one living this loop. Right?]

[ He's not going to yell at her, exactly, but he's definitely going to yell something. In her direction. But not at her. ]

Oi!

[ Okay, so maybe it sounds like he's yelling at her. But who would Naruto be to actually yell at anyone? Sure, he's kind of a hero, as gifted as a god, budding to be a Kage, but he's still just a teenager and so is she... and besides, he'll never yell at anyone for helping another person out. Especially someone in need.

No, Naruto is yelling mostly because that's just what Naruto does, but also because he's finally found something in this weird feedback loop that's different.

It took him two or three days to actually notice anything was wrong, figuring people were just adjusting to the monotony of peacetime when they repeated answers word for word, but then he started to realise that Sakura sighed at the same time every day, tossed her hair in the same way; that Kiba tripped over his own feet when coming out of the bakery in exactly the same manner and flushed identically every time; that Hinata was always sitting by the same tree, and was always surprised when she looked up to see him there.

Being a font of energy he's already tested every theory he can think of to break the cycle in a matter of a few days, examining everything and making sure it hasn't changed in any way, so when he stumbles on Karin he's in the process of trying to talk to literally everyone in the village to see if they've experienced something similar. Therefore, of course, he thinks this lucky happenstance is entirely down to his hard work. Good job, Naruto. ]

Oi oi oi! [ He yells again despite the fact he's barely two feet from her. ] Oi, is somethin' weird happenin' to you too, huh? Does everythin' keep goin' around and around for you too? Ya never spoke to her yesterday! Or.. before... or whatever, y'know!

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didn't someone post this yesterday?

Link | Legend Of Zelda | OTA

Jacen Solo | Star Wars Legends

Bucky Barnes | MCU

misaki okusawa | bang dream! | ota

uzumaki naruto | OTA

ok bear with me here what if soulmate groundhog day au

this toplevel gives me life in so many ways...

l i s t e n i already have so many ideas for this?? don't look at me

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2 maybe secretly 5?

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only a million years later, sorry. somewhere between 699 and 700 work for you? l

works for me! <3