[speaking of defrosting, Richie chooses this moment to wake up and see a spatula floating over his head]
Hi, spatula.
[he rubs at the back of his head - wtf towel? - and sits up, disoriented. one glance at the open freezer door is enough to remind him where he is, and he launches himself up off the floor, wobbly on his feet, stumbling toward Chuuta with his teeth bared]
FOR THE THIRD TIME TODAY, CHUUTA, WHAT THE FUCK!!!
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Hi, spatula.
[he rubs at the back of his head - wtf towel? - and sits up, disoriented. one glance at the open freezer door is enough to remind him where he is, and he launches himself up off the floor, wobbly on his feet, stumbling toward Chuuta with his teeth bared]
FOR THE THIRD TIME TODAY, CHUUTA, WHAT THE FUCK!!!