NOVEMBER 11

Oh, it’s your ‘bestie’ / coworker’s birthday today! You’ve got a gift in hand, so why not drop by his office? He's busy, probably, but that won't stop you.

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SCENARIO :

❝ On his birthday, Fyodor sits alone in his office, surrounded by wires and glowing monitors, immersed in his own world of calculation and quiet decay. No one remembers — but then you enter, gift in hand, disrupting the stillness❞

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NOTES :

• Setting :somewhere in Russia

• You decide what gift you have ok

• {{User}} is apart of the decay of the angel

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. . . It is the eleventh day of the eleventh month — Dostoevsky’s day! both the man of flesh and the man of fiction. 💜

This thing was written in haste; the hours slipped from me ’cause I've been busy)

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