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hello. my name is geeorge sands and Im new to the tranquility. it would be lovely to make new friends! i am friends with mitchell and annie and also josh but i'll get lonely if I'm not able to meet new and fun people. i speak many languages and enjoy watching mooovies and the real hustle. I hope to meet everyone!

[Some nights ghosts sneak into your room when you're asleep and use your fingers to mash keys on your communicator to help you make friends. For George Sands, this was one such night.]

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And now you're making rules about who gets t' make the rules. Aren't we feeling fascist today.

Though I notice you're referring to yourself as I, well done.

Fascist! Mitchell, I am protecting privacy. I am - If anything, I am a civil libertarian. I am - er - some...famous person who fought for the right to privacy, Solzhenitsyn or someone.

Solzhenitsyn, my arse--you just told me I wasn't allowed t' make rules, how the hell is that fighting for civil liberties. That's fascism. Clear fascism.

I am...limiting the number of rules. Fewer rules, more freedom. Just like Solzhenitsyn wanted.

You are so full of shite. Fascist shite.

[Genuinely offended:]

I am not! I always voted Labour.

[Back when he still...voted.]

You just have problems with rules.

I have a problem with rules I'm barred from contributing to, yeah, I should think that's pretty normal.

But y'know, that's an excellent idea, actually, voting. Why don't we have a vote?

[He reacts at once:]

What! I'm not stupid, honestly, and you oughtn't treat me as though I'm - You'll both vote against me, won't you! Ganging up!

[Totally calm, by contrast:]

Democratic process.

Well, democracy is -

[...All right, that did sound a bit...fascist.]

Right, all right, and how would you like it if we held a democratic process for how long it ought to go between eating off a dish and washing the dish?

Now, see, that-- that would be an unfair vote. That's ganging up, you'd clearly press Annie into takin' your side of it--classic George, which really isn't fair, as you love doing the wash--

And there's classic Mitchell, isn't there, pressing her into disagreeing with my rules! Which, may I add, is quite unfair, given that you two are dating.

We, we--

[Too loud; he takes a breath, gives it another go.]

We've not actually, defined, or said-- oh, like I have to press her to disagree with anything-- those rules, anyone would disagree! And you're still not bein' democratic--you can be fair about splitting the washing up, yeah, but you can't be democratic, it doesn't make any bloody sense!

Of course you can be! Here, right there, I'm talking about putting the washing up to a vote. Democracy!

There's only two of us! And--and--first you've got t' agree that I'm allowed to make rules as well. If we're establishing this democratically.

Rules that are - are - subject to review. And - and veto.

Same in reverse. And Annie gets a say as well, and there's t' be no whining when she acts as the inevitable tie-breaker. Agreed?

...Fine. Agreed.

Agreed.

And just so you know, there's robots that do the washing up anyways.

Right, only have you ever known a robot to do a good job of things?

D'you even know any robots?

Mum and Dad had one of those Roombas that wash the floors instead of hoovering. Just left water everywhere.

That's your sort of thing, though, isn't it. Following behind the thing that's meant t' tidy up, tidying up after it. Must have been very fulfilling.

I - I did not tidy up after it! I - very - I simply - let it be rubbish. Usually.

Usually.

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