[archie had not been expecting to see anyone else for a while. or maybe he was? right... he's not at home. nanu might be expecting him to be laying there drunk off his ass, but there's no actual bottles or smell of alcohol around. it's just good old fashioned depression tonight, boys!
his brows furrow, and he takes a solid minute to process what's going on.]
Nanu. [got it in one.] Good... morn...oon...evening...
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his brows furrow, and he takes a solid minute to process what's going on.]
Nanu. [got it in one.] Good... morn...oon...evening...