//Ja.

//A tiny bit of it, yes.

"100000. . . 200000. . . 300000. . . Not bad for an easy job~" Yes, 45 is ever so casually counting money bills.

A brief glance with her sole eye over to the other female, with a subsequent (dry) chuckle. "Next time make sure to pay me just as handsomely and I might actually forget how long you've been in my debt, Ange♪"

Again? The result will be the /exact same/ as last time.

//*You've got 5am typos

Difficult? It's fairly easy to predict this outcome.

//No, I did not dip for good. My muse here has just tanked to the point where I only pop back in to reply before hopping back onto my main (or into video games when I don't have to work). So yeah. . . . I also pop back in when I get DMs, just for the record.

//Guess who'll try to up her activity on here from now on. My main got me worked up (again) to the point where I'm about to blow a fuse.

Nothing ever changes around here. Disappointing.

". . ." What the heck-

A shame, really.

Twiddling thumbs won't earn money though~

Standby is a flexible term. . . . most of the time at least.

Now that is. . . a bit further down the troublesome lane.

Come on. Deep down inside you miss it.

Maybe~ . . . or maybe not. I bet you'd be happy if your 'baggage' would walk around on her own more often, ja?

Ja ja, I get it~