I think this game just hates you, pal. [Which is… probably not something she should be joking about, but. Come on. First round, heartbreak exposure, now… whatever the hell is going on here.]
[Aubrey shakes her head, sharing the exasperation.] It’s like a microcosm of this whole place. Nice one second, then… [With a vague wave at the TV. Shame there’s no remote; it probably wouldn’t work, anyway.]
Oh, and no. I haven’t received a homemade chocolate. [She’s not sure if it’s supposed to be a chocolate-something, but the answer’s no anyway.]
poor Armin
I think this game just hates you, pal. [Which is… probably not something she should be joking about, but. Come on. First round, heartbreak exposure, now… whatever the hell is going on here.]
[Aubrey shakes her head, sharing the exasperation.] It’s like a microcosm of this whole place. Nice one second, then… [With a vague wave at the TV. Shame there’s no remote; it probably wouldn’t work, anyway.]
Oh, and no. I haven’t received a homemade chocolate. [She’s not sure if it’s supposed to be a chocolate-something, but the answer’s no anyway.]