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[jerkchester]

So who's happily single this weekend? Don't hold out on me.

((tiredddd, I'll pick up stuff later))

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[thispersnickety]

But I'm trying so hard not to think about it.

[jerkchester]

How come?

[thispersnickety]

Without being crude, I could be having sex this weekend. Romantic sex, even. Instead, here I am in a summer camp that seems to have chosen not to acknowledge Spring as a season. And that is tragic.

[jerkchester]

I'm not denying the tragedy here, but there are other ways to enjoy yourself.

[odiousialist]

Oh, it's that weekend. I forgot.

[jerkchester]

Shame on you.

[odiousialist]

I'm not really one for traditions. But I suppose I would have back home.

[jerkchester]

Yeah? Like what?

[so_sew_me]

Hmm--? What do you mean?

[jerkchester]

C'mon. You should know this.

[so_sew_me]

This weekend... hmm...

*flips open her phone* The thirteenth and fourteenth, hmm...

...do you mean Valentine's day?

[jerkchester]

Bingo, give her the ten million prize.

[teachers_pest]

*laughs* Why, looking for eligible bachelorettes? Sneaky sneaky!

[jerkchester]

Like a ninja.

[teachers_pest]

*calling your out* Well you're in luck! I'm single and will totally go out with you!

[jerkchester]

Uh...huh. How old are you again?

[raburaburabu]

*have an answer in the form of the world's saddest song. no part of this song isn't perfect in pitch and actual play, though it will probably bum you the hell out it is that sad. like a heart shattering*

[jerkchester]

[wow what]

Maya?

[raburaburabu]

*draws out the ending note, letting the sound slowly fade*

What?

[jerkchester]

Uhh... you okay?