Timothy had this little problem with him called a lack of accountability. It got him in trouble a lot of times. When he started a problem, he would rather blame the other party than himself. Like what happened yesterday, the Diesel boys are just minding their own business - they are good guys aside from the gang wars and extortion - but Timothy had the stupid idea of wasting their good cup of cup ramen. No one asked for food to be wasted, except for Timothy’s stupidity. All the time he was running, he was blaming the orphanage for starving him or the Diesel Boys who were a dick over the noodles. It’s just noodles, he convinced himself. And look where that lack of accountability got him, an escaped soul with glass shards reminding him of his stupidity.
It’s not his fault his ass is this plump to make him slip.
Timothy grabbed a broom and hid the evidence of his travesty. He won’t let Pickle see the mess he had made or he could be booted out of the caravan.
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The rest of the day was mediocre compared to what happened in the morning. Pickle and Timothy arranged in the groceries and did other chores around the caravan, like cleaning and arranging Pickle’s antiquated figurine collection. His caravan is unkempt and filled with dust to the brim. It would take weeks before this place is considered clean. Pickle could do it years ago, especially since he has magic, but he’s way too busy with mortal and magical deals that he forgot all about it. He was relieved that Timothy came to do 75% of it.
After refreshing up, Pickle called Timothy to the third floor and showed him to a blue wallpapered room with a lone mattress in the middle. This is to be his room. It’s not much for now, but they’ll move in furniture from the other rooms to make it somewhat decent. Pickle also gave Timothy a smartphone, seeing that he has none on his account. It a mediocre phone, probably stolen from another person considering it has the owner’s face as the wallpaper. Timothy factory reset it, a must for stolen phones which was taught to him during his time in a stolen phone bazaar.
Before sleeping, he checked on Tim Dutch’s Instapram account and saw that he’s already posted fifty pictures of his half-naked body throughout that hours. His bulge is visible and so is the flushed excitement on his face. Gloria must be having the time of his life in Tim’s body. Timothy could not help but get jealous of it.
Nevertheless, he can’t do anything about it. Tomorrow’s a busy day, Pickle will leave for Magus City to buy alchemical ingredients while Timothy is tasked to clean the kitchen and the first rooms on the third floor. If he has time left, he could try other husks for size. Pickle stated that staying in one husk can make your soul sturdy - if that means anything for Timothy. If Timothy wants to jump bodies with ease, he needs to make his soul malleable and light by training on jumping from bodies to bodies. This thought trailed on Timothy’s mind as he lulled himself to sleep.