Over at the Dreamer Union booth. They're only paying me minimum wage, so I've gotta make up the difference by stealing swag and office supplies. I've got so many glitter pens now.

[Ango still doesn't have a house to store his ill-gotten gains, but now that he's got a semi-steady job, it's probably time to leave his comfortable park bench and start looking for a cheap apartment. He's been getting by with public baths and coin-operated laundromats for the past month and a half, but now that it's Japan's rainy season, it's a pain to dry clothes on trees in the park.]

So, you come to these things often? It's my first Pride in Yumemigaoka... seems pretty wholesome so far, but I hear that shit gets wild after dark. Gonna find an after party and try to sweet talk my way into an actual bed tonight.