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2017-04-03 01:30 am (UTC)
The carnival worker Strange has chosen to accost on this particular instance, alas, is in less than a helpful mood. Lambert flips the blanket back from where he's draped it over his head (when your horns are literally made of
, you don't care how stupid you look, you just want to keep your head warm) and shoulders to
at Strange. Under it, he's still wearing his Alolan outfit -- he had zero intention of staying any longer than it took to check on his garden, then fuck off back to the islands -- but with these interruptions, that's plan looking less and less likely.
"Why the fuck would I--" The rest of Strange's words hit him then, and he just stares at him incredulously. "Wait, do
have something to do with this shit?"
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