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[a_sin_for_him]

It's odd, isn't it, how having a personal claim to a place can make it something more than just a building or room?

[Lust's tone and expression are thoughtful, rather than puzzled.]

I've stayed and lived in dozens and dozens of places, but they never meant anything. They were just that - places to stay, a point to return to. Even the pleasant or almost-permanent ones weren't particularly noteworthy and made little impression on me.

Why does choosing and laying claim to a place as yours suddenly make all the difference? It's such a strange quirk of emotions. Is it normal, to form some sort of emotional attachment to a place just because you've decided it's going to be your 'home'?

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[fourwayconnection]

Yeah! Who knows what we'll find, right?

[a_sin_for_him]

You know, my brother's working there right now, for the holiday season... from some of what he was practicing with, I'd guess that there will be a plethora of Halloween themed items. We're sure to find something we couldn't find in a regular store.

[fourwayconnection]

Want to go shopping together then to see what we can find there, then?

[a_sin_for_him]

Yes, let's do that!

[fourwayconnection]

Alright, let's meet up in the picnic table areas, eat, and go shopping after! Sound good?

[a_sin_for_him]

Yes, that sounds good.

I'll see you this evening.