Another normal day at Laplace, totally normal. Earlier that day, Lucy had attempted to “work up a broken machine” by using her arcanist skills.. But turns out that stupid android girl didn’t make it work after all.

“Ugh, I spent all night fixing that damn machine..” Medicine Pocket snarled to themself, biting and chewing on their torn-up pillow.

“Yaawn! I needa sleep! I’m just soo burnt out an—“ Then all of a sudden they hear this ear wrenching, stomach twisting creak of their door—