Caine: *laughs*

you may have seen me post about fidaa’s campaign @fidaa-family2 (this is a verified campaign)

graphic by @fading-event-608

fidaa is a 29 year old woman from gaza with two very young children, muhammed and sila, one of whom was born during the war. her home was destroyed and she’s been displaced many times, and is currently separated from the rest of her family- her husband, her many siblings, and her parents. i can only imagine how nerve-wracking this is.

she’s doing her best to take care of her children by herself, despite facing hunger, thirst, widespread disease, and the threat of death. the other day, there was intense bombing near her and another family close to her was killed. life in gaza right now is hell and she told me they feel like they are just waiting for their turn to die.

fidaa and i talk often, and i feel lucky to know her. she’s an incredibly strong person, she travels long distances to find limited supplies for her kids and helps her siblings raise money even though shes separated from them.

but she needs help. the situation in gaza is so bad right now, the idf is preventing aid from entering and the food, water, and medicine available are extremely expensive. please share and donate to help her and her children survive and eventually leave gaza

gofundme.com

Donate to Help Fidaa and her children, organized by Abby S

I am Fidaa from Gaza. I am 29 years old. I stand before you as a person trying to preserve his fami… Abby S needs your support for Help Fida

$18,738 out of $30,000

thanks...?

(They have never seen this man in their life.)

Albert: *gasps* no way.....no way its you...! after so many years...its finally you...! oh my god...! long lost step-cousin!!! i missed you! *he hugs her tightly* oh my i missed you so much!

um...hi? do i know you?

daily affirmations:

i’ve gotta get out of here

this can’t be happening

no context this is how i've been as of late

BIG SIB??? YOU’RE OK?!?

*they stare at their hands and they’re normal, not abstracted and run to the door, opening it and latching onto Zooble*

-buddy anon

of course i am. are you?

(They hug them back.)

Caine: *really relieved to hear Zooble likes it, he feels he's doing something right, unsure why he wasn't programmed to always feel that way*

Then I suppose I shall get to work, thank you Zooble!

uh, you’re welcome?

(Oh God what is a therapy AI gonna be like.)

*7 hours later*

Bubble: *asleep from boredom having turned off the music*

M!A: KICK IT YEA!

(They are. So tired.)

???: *has no idea how vr games even work, let alone one that literally sucks you into it*

is mama here too...?

i don’t think she is.

???: *nods trying to be brave*

ok.... but if she's the teacher then who are you...

um, i’m........the..........janitor. you can call me zooble.

(Not their best improv but whatever. They offer them a hand, wishing they were made of something a bit more comforting than cold, hard plastic.)