[Even after a near-apocalypse, the simulated world continues to turn. For whatever good or ill there is to be had from that. They still half expect another meteor to fall from the heavens nearby, or for some impossible circumstance to suddenly spawn into being before them, or to turn their head and suddenly end up somewhere completely new.]
[And so it is that when Dante hears singing, they dismiss the sound as the same ordinary unordinary they've come to expect over the past month and a half or so. But then it gets louder. And louder. And they come to a stop somewhere beneath a streetlamp as they turn a corner and find a mostly-naked drunk woman laid out on the street.]
[...This isn't something they can ignore, is it?]
[They heave a heavy sigh and walk over to kneel near Rouge, nudging the bottle with their hand to send it rolling off on its way.]
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[And so it is that when Dante hears singing, they dismiss the sound as the same ordinary unordinary they've come to expect over the past month and a half or so. But then it gets louder. And louder. And they come to a stop somewhere beneath a streetlamp as they turn a corner and find a mostly-naked drunk woman laid out on the street.]
[...This isn't something they can ignore, is it?]
[They heave a heavy sigh and walk over to kneel near Rouge, nudging the bottle with their hand to send it rolling off on its way.]
< You doing okay down there? >