13/06/2026
RJ:Okay… just a minute. Just grabbing one thing.
Glitch: SNIG-UL-DE-PIGAL-POP! THE SHOP! RJ! THE SHOP IS STILL HERE! I missed the smell of sawdust and danger!
Phobos: Oh no, oh no — two weeks unattended! The wires could have shifted! The— the humidity alone—
Mopes: …humidity… the silent destroyer… sweeps slowly …I swept before we left… it matters not… chaos returned… as it always does…
Glitch: [giggling] Mopes missed it too he just won't say it!
Mopes: …I missed nothing… sweeps again …I missed the broom, perhaps…
RJ: [stops dead at Glitch's desk] Look at this thing.
Pandora: You mean the desk that is, like, still not finished? The one Glitch doesn't even actually need? That desk?
Glitch: I use it! ...I think about using it. That counts.
RJ: quietly People walk in here and see junk. They look for props. But that's not what this is. Every single thing in here has a story. Some of these go back to when I was four years old. This isn't a collection. It's my whole life sitting on a shelf.
Pandora: …
Phobos: …that was… oddly calming actually.
Mopes: …objects… holding memory… like dust holds light… long pause …
beautiful… and yet… temporary…
Glitch: RJ said something mushy! WOO-HOO!
RJ: smiles Next week. We're back to work.
Pandora: Finally. I have a seventeen point priority list and Glitch is, like, literally going to try and ruin each and every one.
Glitch:ZOOM ZOOM!