[backdated to the 15th]
Robin Rice left Jo in the kitchen and went straight to Wyatt as he had planned. It was hard to yell and easy to be reprimanded. Eventually, he finds himself by the pier, sitting on the railing as he once did months ago. He's not contemplating suicide this time. No, that would be a lie. He's not seriously contemplating
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"...maybe I should have gotten out my journal and started taking notes," she says. Completely seriously. "Thank you for all the tips. I have somebody training me right now in the whole fighting thing, but I never thought to ask for advice about uhm... dangerous-area-smarts."
She turns toward the direction that he points to and nods, glancing back at him with a smile.
"Well. I don't have a dog. My dad is like allergic to every animal ever and even though he's never even home like at all, except for major holidays, it's enough for him to put his foot down about it." Elizabeth rolls her eyes. "Plus Granny's kind of- Well, she'd probably mistake a dog for a burglar. I always wanted one though like a big one. And I'm... not really sure which of my friends would be like good in case we got into trouble, but I'll try to make a list."
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