It's so strange, how these places only appear to us every Monday. But it's a bit exciting at the same time, isn't it? I wonder what this one will be?
[Rosamund opens the door to The Loose Caboose and is immediately greeted with rats sensually scurrying up stripper poles and dangling from the ceiling. Other rats are drinking and squeaking lasciviously. The music thumps loud and a distinct funk wafts over both of their faces.]
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WEEK 6: Monday
[Rosamund opens the door to The Loose Caboose and is immediately greeted with rats sensually scurrying up stripper poles and dangling from the ceiling. Other rats are drinking and squeaking lasciviously. The music thumps loud and a distinct funk wafts over both of their faces.]
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[Rosamund slowly closes the door.]
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[--prepare, except NOTHING COULD POSSIBLY PREPARE ANYONE FOR RAT STRIPPERS
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Let's go somewhere else.
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[Very stiffly turning around.]
I suppose...Even they want to let loose sometimes.
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[SHAMES THESE HORNY RATS]
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[Is this romance...]
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He coughs]
I think they'd just go to the gardens if they wanted romance?
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[Awkwardly clears throat.]
Is that...sorry. Is that kind of thing pretty common?
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