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[princenopants]

[[The image that shows up is a Firefox window, set on Google. Someone tried looking up the numbers in the search bar, it would seem.

The next search is for “The Prince and the Raven” followed by the same title in German. Then the name Drosselmeyer. Then a few combinations of title and author name. There’s a pause before a new search is entered:

“Getting away from your controlling parents.”

This one actually gets results.]]

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[ursoreckless]

[Shou should be working but he's bored with filing and after seeing this new post show up, he's going to have a little bit of fun.]

best way to get away from controlling parents is to start acting the way you want. or at least find a couple partners in crime to help you.

welcome to the secret number club. rule number one do not let anyone that doesn't have their own number know about the club. rule number two do not go to the police.

[princenopants]

[[a pause. That... had never happened before. Was this a new service Google had added on?

...how did he turn it off?

...maybe if he closed the popup window. The cursor moves to X it out before he starts scrolling down the list. Most of these look like he's already clicked through the links.]]

[ursoreckless]

[well, this is a bit new. Shou blinks at that for a moment, laughs, and then will type in another reply.]

some people say it's a little rude to cut off a conversation without even saying goodbye, but i've never listened to them.

and before you ask, this is not connected to the internet, it's on it's own wavelength. also read this.

[princenopants]

[[the cursor moves to close the window again before hesitating. A moment later, it moves down and clicks on the link.

One moment as he reads]]

[ursoreckless]

[he goes back to paper shuffling, while keeping an eye on his phone and the little dialogue box that still is open. maybe the new person is reading, maybe they just left the box open, who knows, but he'll give them a few minutes.]

[princenopants]

[[Every check back will show that the reader is on a new section. Following links, absorbing the entire thing.

Once he's done, there's a long pause. Dialogue box is still open. Just no action being taken.

Until finally:]]

who are you?

[Text | Handwritten on Grid Paper]

[thepiisatruth]

[Someone had been watching the string of searches. Something related to some media and a creator, clearly enough.

Then on the last, someone draws an arrow to the text in the search bar.]

LOST ME THERE

[princenopants]

[[...another pop up.

One the wrote on his screen too. How did he make that one go away? There had to be--aha! Clicking on that tiny X when he hovered the mouse over that text did indeed make it go away!]]

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[exloserspromise]

Your best bet's probably to get a job if you don't have one yet, start building up the financial independence to get out on your own.

That sucks about your parents, though.

[princenopants]

[[a long pause before he actually properly replies to this one]]

I'm in college.

[exloserspromise]

So it'll be a part-time job right now. You're not working on a tight schedule, are you?

[princenopants]

I have summer classes.

[[and... really, no urge to give up his cushy life and get a job.]]

[exloserspromise]

Definitely part-time then. Where do you go, LCU with all our other college kids?

[Sandy may be a huge chicken, but he sure does love trying to put impressionable young folks on the path to fitting in.]

[princenopants]

Elledell

[[A small private, expensive college for the arts in the upper class part of the city]]

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[angelskills]

Controlling parents?

[princenopants]

Yes.

[[Such a helpful response. But hey, at least he didn't try and ignore it! He's improving, right?]]

[angelskills]

[ Yes!! ]

Um... well, what are they doing that's controlling...?

[princenopants]

Mother worries too much.

[angelskills]

Isn't that because she cares about you?

[princenopants]

Mother's sort of caring isn't a helpful sort of care.

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[soulsborderline]

Get them to send you to another town for school.

Also I'm pretty sure that's not a real story.

[princenopants]

This was as far as Mother would let me go.

And I have the book.

[soulsborderline]

I took four semesters of German Lit and I've never heard of it. What is it, a fairy tale?

[princenopants]

I don't know.

The pages are blank.

[soulsborderline]

What.

Well.

Then it's not a story, it's a really pretentious journal.