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Stanford "Ford" Filbrick Pines ([personal profile] cryptograms) wrote 2024-10-26 08:13 pm (UTC)

[ A lot certainly has happened, and coming back down in the wake of all the excitement has been...

Odd, as it so often is in these cases. And as he so often does in these cases, Ford is trying to keep himself busy.

Easier said than done. They need to decide what they want done with the house, but that's not only Ford's decision to make. It's not his house, and even the house it's roughly based on hasn't been solely his house in a long, long time. Some parts are so similar to what he remembers of they Mystery Shack that he can't stand to change them, whereas others are so different—so wrong—he can't stand not changing them. Regardless, he doesn't have a workspace set up to his tastes just yet.

There's one thing he does know for certain, however—he wants his thinking parlor back. Fortunately, a formal dining room isn't something that suits their needs, so he's perfectly comfortable setting to work packing it away and moving the items within elsewhere... late of night, of course, becaus who needs diurnality anyway?
]

In here, Dipper!

[ Ford does not step out to greet him, mostly because he's currently in the process of packing a box full of sparkly dishware. ]

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