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>>46585804You shrug, “We need to get him right in the head. That Tapirmon guy was fucking with his head for months on end, probably has all sorts of issues.”
She grunts in affirmation. “Yeah, it was kinda funny for a while. Now it’s like… half funny, half depressing.”
You raise an eyebrow, but let that comment go. “Either way, until he’s back to normal mentally, I’m not gonna pass judgement.”
Eva sighs, “He calls himself a she and think’s he’s my twin sister.” She points out. “Maybe Witchmon can help?”
It’s an idea. “You wanna give her a call? I gotta clean all this shit out of my hair.”
You toss your digivice to her, stepping into the bathroom and rinsing off, back to your old clothes thankfully. Tux was messing with your juju or something. Free spirit, out of control, store brand jeans your mum bought, wew!
You trump back down to the hall, Eva waving you off saying she’s got the call.
Elecmon and Gotsumon are having the promised talk with Jeff in low tones, Aru’s kicked her feet up on a pew, swilling from a bottle of champagne, Daisy slumped out asleep, a second bottle rolling between her dangling fingertips.
“What? We’re just helping to clean up.” The spider woman shrugs, lifting the bottle in salute, a giggle in her voice.
Casey and guardromon have slung up a temporary wall with one of those web missiles, and are talking at the back of the room, her head pricking up when she spots you.
>Do your part and help clean up all those bottles.>See what Casey wants>Check on Jeff>Write in 