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[It is Trench. There are any number of reasons Oscar might answer this way, from immediate to ongoing to residual. Paul puts his Omni on his chest for a moment, listening to the wheezing breath of the other occupant of this bunk bed, the clatter of bones going about errands in the hall. He turns his head to meet the eyes of the very large, very undead lizard currently sprawled on the bedroom floor.

He picks up his Omni.]

There's always tomorrow.

[Oscar started typing before he could stop himself.]

That's not exactly encouraging when there's an eternity of tomorrows definitely waiting for me and probably everyone else here.

I'm... tired of the craziness, Paul. I can't see an end to it.

It's like trying to build on sand in a storm. The ground keeps shifting and the waves keep coming. If it's not a fire, it's a flood. If it's not a flood, it's a drought. And there's never enough time to adapt to any of it before it changes.

All that you can do is try to hold your life together while everything else falls apart. Contantly.

I've been away from my world for almost two years. It's been two and a half since I left my Aunt's farm. Since then, it feels like everything's been a constant struggle.

This week has been rough. But, this time a year ago was rough, too.

Nothing's been the same since I left home, either. Like a myth. What's happening this week, as opposed to a year ago? Besides seeing mushrooms, and not recognizing anyone.

Where do I begin?

One of my housemates revealed themselves to have a problem with Multiple Selves in their head, only to then later confess to being the reason another housemate's family is dead. The first one has moved out, but one of the Other People in their head asked me to keep an eye on them because there's something fatalistic going on that I don't understand yet.

Two of my housemates are now depressed because of these reveals, and aren't leaving their rooms. Ruby I'm sure is a wreck, because she is Girlfriends with the second person mentioned above, but she's really good at not showing when she's upset. It worries me.

Uh. My mentor is still having vampire problems but has at least found a bandaid for it. This could be good, except he's been working with his EX with this. And, he's the reason they're Exes!

In good news, I think my Uncle is finally opening up about having a boyfriend. It's been over a year, and he deserves SOMETHING good!

Oscar. With all respect to your household, how many of these problems are of their own creation? Why didn't they just kill the person responsible, if leaving the housemates' family unavenged is burdening them so much? Why should you be keeping an eye on this person? Your mentor has an entire city of people more than eager to deal with monsters, and he involves a former lover - is that not his entanglement, instead of yours? My congratulations to your uncle, at least, but otherwise, I'm not surprised you seemed so exhausted on the beach.

I know, Paul.

Sometimes I feel like the only responsible adult here.

I'm Fifteen.

[Paul's reply takes time, perhaps longer than it should.]

It's difficult when people won't look after themselves like they should. What would happen if you stopped, at least for a while?

[Not even a second passed before the response came.]

I'd have no kitchen.

[A beat passed as Oscar considered this.]

Okay. That's not fair. Ozpin CAN cook when he wants to, he just chooses not to. But Ruby and Ange CANNOT be trusted in there. Ruby herself has somehow managed to BREAK my enamelware. That's not easy!

Then they should make amends for what they break.

[Paul's hypocrisy isn't lost on him. It rarely is. It rarely stops him, either.]

I nearly set this kitchen on fire. Do you know what I did? I cleaned up the mess and I scoured the pot, and I kept learning how to cook rice. It's not that difficult.

We're talking about someone who tried to make lasagna with a blender for milkshakes. I'm just glad she can make box cakes without too much drama most of the time.

I see. Would you like to come over for dinner some time? I promise we'll send you home with something for them to eat, after. It sounds like you could use the relief, if that's not too forward of me to say.

it's been a frustrating few months.

Maybe seeing some different people WOULD be good...

I'll ask the head of the house when would be a good time. We have to stay together, don't we? Build our bonds. It's what this place is for.

thanks, Paul.

We do need to stick together. I think I just need to get out of Gaze for a little. Take a hike and stuff.

It's been a long winter.

You enjoy hikes? I thought I was the only one. Everyone I live with has allergies. It has been. But I understand it will be a long spring, and a long summer. A long fall after that.

i grew up on a farm. Of course i like hikes!

It's just been a long time. I need to get myself back into practice this spring and summer. With all these glowing mushrooms, night hiking must be really cool here.

If you're ever in need of a partner out there, keep me in mind. I'm not half-bad at woodscraft. It is cool at night. To see the mushrooms, I mean. Not the temperature.

I think I'd like that, Paul. After everything last spring, I admit I'm a little nervous going alone. Sure, there's Dipper, but I don't want to overwhelm him either.

Then it's settled. You'll come for a meal and we'll go for a walk, then or on another day, and everyone will have to survive without us for a few hours.

That sounds like the best idea anyone's had in a long time.

Thanks. I look forward to it!

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