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[svensk]

[Sweden just got to his new room and, while it was perfectly clean, started to clean it. Because that is what you do when you move into a new house.

So the furniture is in the hallway right now. If you are slim enough, you'll be able to still squeeze through. If not, you'll have to try to push it aside... or call the person who put them there if you can't or don't want to touch someone else's furniture just like that.]

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[legendaryfire]

Can you help me? I'm stuck.

[ She waves from behind the dresser. ]

[svensk]

[Leans over until he sees her

gets up and walks over. He stops to look at the situatioun throughly and see how he can solve this the best.]

How 'd y' get th're?

[legendaryfire]

I was trying to get through the halls! I thought I could fit, but then I got back here and I can't turn around anymore.

[svensk]

Sorr'.

[He'll simply lift this cupboard off the ground to allow her some space to crawl out on the other side.]

're y' hurt?

[legendaryfire]

I'm okay. [ But really impressed by your ability to lift things bigger than Hikaru is. She crawls away to safety. ]

Is all of this your furniture?

[svensk]

Mh.

[He gestures at the room which is completely empty safe for a bucket, a mop and some cleaning rugs.]

[legendaryfire]

Oh... Do you need help?

[svensk]

'f y' 'd like.

[He didn't make the dirt and would appreciate company, but at the same time he doesn't want to impose.]

[legendaryfire]

Ah, okay!

[ She sort of half-crawls, half climbs her way to the door. Poor girl is tiny. ]

[svensk]

Can y' get under th' window sill 'nd get th' cobwebs th're?

[Big man is big and cannot get there at all.]

[legendaryfire]

Sure, no problem!

[ She starts then stops. ]

Do you have a duster I could use?

[svensk]

[He nods and goes over to a basket that sits near the entrance. After a few moments of digging, he holds up a duster.]

Does th't work?

[legendaryfire]

That should work! Thanks.

[ Dusting dusting, dusting all over the floor~ ]

[svensk]

Only under th' windows'll.

[Points at it, a bit confused and worried that he makes her do too much.]

[legendaryfire]

O-okay!

[ She got a little excited. ]

[svensk]

're y' alone h're?

[Scrubbing at the wall to get some stains off]

[legendaryfire]

Yup! Just me. I've been looking for my friends, but I haven't seen them yet.

[svensk]

...How old 're y'?

[Looking over at her. YOU LOOK TOO YOUNG TO BE ALONE.]

[legendaryfire]

I'm 14, in Junior High! [ And no, she doesn't think that question is odd or inappropriate. ]

[svensk]

Y' should meet Ice.

[SImilar ages at least.]

[legendaryfire]

Who's Ice?

[ That is not a valid measurement of likability. ]

[svensk]

M' [what even to call Norway] neighbour's broth'r.