Fight your less than laudable laudanum habit (response)
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From: Invited to Loiter
Not now. You need to focus
Unlocked with 
The Airs of Stillness 1, 
Indulging a Less than Laudable Laudanum Habit 4, Invited to Loiter [friend]
When Sent
Not even a drop
You're in such agony that you're aware of the teeth in your head. Nevertheless, you cannot allow your mind to be fogged. Ignore the pain: focus!
Wiki note: The rest of the text depends on 
The Airs of Stillness (see below)
Invited to Loiter [friend] (-1)
You've gained 1 x Hastily Scrawled Warning Note (Up to 20)
In Messages Tab
You will receive:
- You joined [friend] for more than a bit of loitering. But they saw what they needed to see, and can finally take a break.
- You completed a Social Event: Invited to Loiter with [friend's name]
Your friend will receive:
[Your name] joined your watch. They struggled against their laudanum habit to help you, but succeeded: after hours, until you got the information you needed.
- Loitering [you] (+1)
- You've gained 1 x Hastily Scrawled Warning Note (Up to 20)
- Redirects to: Patience Rewarded
Variable Descriptions
Wiki note: The concluding part of the When Sent text for this actions depends on The Airs of Stillness
- 1-20: […] a group enters the property you're watching. There are two men and three women, all wearing dark, hooded cloaks. An hour later, five emerge – […] in gaudy finery: swaddled in silks with bright ribbons woven into their hair. […]
- 21-40: […] you spot an old man shuffling up the road. He hobbles painfully slowly – it takes him twenty minutes to reach the location you're watching. But when he does, he darts in, suddenly nimble. […]
- 41-60: The hours pass slowly. A revel breaks the silence. […] Wine bottles shatter on the cobbles – the liquid trickles round the stones. The noise is barely muted by the gathering entering the property you're watching. […]
- 61-80: […] A giggling couple sneak into the property you are watching, and make a public display of their affection before one of the open windows. You know a distraction when you see one; […] a number of shifty individuals are creeping through the shadows. […]
- 81+: A tall gentleman loiters in the shadows cast by a street lamp. […] You see him through the windows, checking that each room is clear. Eventually, he whistles: a number of people emerge from an alley and step quickly into the building. […]
