Well, thanks the the Brat and his determination not to leave my flat alone, I've decided to get a guard animal. Borgia is a black fox, because even I will stoop to dramatic irony if the occasion calls for it
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Is there any posibility you will feel like discussing the return of my journal in the near future, or shall I simply leave my cravat tied around your doorknob?
Leave it to that woman to have a caniption fit over a fight. Mon Dieu, you'd think she was used to it by now. Though I see The Brat's gotten himself in trouble again. 'Twasn't too much surprise really. Those two never learn.