"... and the entire fortune fit into a single barrel by the time I was done with my expert packing." Thwarted, Usopp muttered the end of his own heroic exploit under his breath, before opening his sack to start looking over breakfast. "They could at least let us stay in the Institute long enough to get a real breakfast. Do you think we'll get free coupons this time, too?"
Usopp still had a spare from last time, traded for art of the love of someone's life. He wondered if it would work, and if so, he really ought to take advantage of it. After all, they were probably all going to get killed by crazed nurses or by giant birds on the way home, he should enjoy his day of relaxation.
Against his will, he paused to glance around the bus again. Maybe their crewmates were just all on different buses. Wait, hadn't he had a nervous fit wondering where everyone was last time in Doyleton...? "My 'I can't worry about this right now' disease isn't acting up properly," he complained under his breath.
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Usopp still had a spare from last time, traded for art of the love of someone's life. He wondered if it would work, and if so, he really ought to take advantage of it. After all, they were probably all going to get killed by crazed nurses or by giant birds on the way home, he should enjoy his day of relaxation.
Against his will, he paused to glance around the bus again. Maybe their crewmates were just all on different buses. Wait, hadn't he had a nervous fit wondering where everyone was last time in Doyleton...? "My 'I can't worry about this right now' disease isn't acting up properly," he complained under his breath.