TG: ok i dont know what youre doing here TG: but i think we can both agree that youve got to rummage through as much of her shit as possible before she wakes up EB: man, i don't know how i feel about that! EB: i don't really like the idea of capering around her room while she's asleep, it feels weird. EB: i'm going to wake her up. TG: dude no come on TG: shes out like a light anyway TG: it was some like weird future thing that happened that made her sleep EB: a future thing? TG: yeah TG: shit doesnt get more clear than that EB: well, yeah, she won't wake up. EB: so i guess so. EB: but i'm not snooping!!! TG: fine dont TG: but here just do this one thing TG: see those two notebooks on the floor behind you EB: yeah. EB: they look sorta like journals. EB: i don't think i should read those! TG: you dont have to read them im not telling you to TG: what kind of prying tool do you take me for TG: just pick them up TG: you know like tidy up a bit since you made a royal fucking dump of her room just now EB: uh, ok.