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[kj1225]

<We're going to Disney for dinner. You guys wanna come?>

[IamanElfCollaborator]

<Marie here dragged me out to dinner.>

[GreatWyrmGold]

<We're going to Disney for dinner. You guys wanna come?>

<I'm sure Angel does.>

[Twi]

<Hehe~ It was fun!>

<I'll take dinner.>

[kj1225]

Kyle looks slightly disappointed.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

-Retcon to the date-

"So, what do you think of our dinner options?"

-RETCONS-
"A nice Italian resturant out by the bank. That's all I know about from a friend who lives by here."

[Twi]

-Retconland-

"Sounds like a plan. I do like Italian, after all. Let's go!"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

-Retcontopia-

"You ARE entirely sure you want to do this. Kyle's probably planning on doing something."

[Twi]

-Conret-

"Yeah, I give no fucks. But if I must, I won't be full or hungry anyways, so meh. Really, though... I just miss you."

[kj1225]

-Back in modern times-
Kyle leaves and goes down the elevator looking disappointed.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

-Conret-

"Yeah, I give no fucks. But if I must, I won't be full or hungry anyways, so meh. Really, though... I just miss you."

"Sure, Marie. Suuuure."
They skip off to the aforementioned place!

[Twi]

-In the current time-
Stella leans on Kyle.
-In the past-

"This place looks good!"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

-presentdaycrap-
Richard sighs.
"You seem to like leaning on people."

-pasttimecrap-
Richard nods as he secures a table.

[kj1225]

Kyle continues walking off.

[Again_Dejavu]

Ray runs through the deserted, air-conditioned hallways