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week 1, sunday
[ just like literally everyone else, jay is spending a lot of time out and about in the town, since... well. town. he's about to head about to the motel though, when he hears the sound of... something? being thrown against a thing?
he follows the noise, wondering what could that be!!!!! HM!!! ]
he follows the noise, wondering what could that be!!!!! HM!!! ]

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BANG! BANG! BANG!
Her efforts were for nothing-- no matter how hard she threw, the items on lockdown in the museum wouldn't move an inch. She thought if it didn't give her the result she wanted, she could at least engage in vandalism-- but even the paintings were untouchable. ]
OH, COME ON, YOU FREAKS! [ She's clearly at the end of her rope. ] IF YOU WON'T LET ME DEFEND MYSELF WHAT GOOD ARE YOU?
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