Very interesting party. I don't think I have seen that many partyers in one place since my twenty-fifth birthday. I think that is all I am going to say on the matter. I did enjoy myself, though, even if I did not stay for the entire duration.
However, I am inclined to believe that it was thanks to this party that there are more stacks of paperwork piled on our desks than there has ever been in the past. That is the only plausible explanation. Or maybe I am just grumbling again. At least my mind can wander as I complete it.
[ This protectiveness (I think that's what I'm going to call it - others would probably state it as being jealousy but I'm going to pretend like that word doesn't exist, at the moment) is extremely difficult to shake, but I'm trying. Only because I want Bunta to be happy. And if that's Taki? Then so be it.
I still feel like an ass and that happened last month. No more pulling a stupid, Jackal.
I would like to properly meet Taki, though, and get to know him a bit better. Perhaps I shall ask them both over to the apartment for dinner. In fact, that's a good idea. ]
May I treat you and Taki to a homecooked meal at the apartment whenever you both have some free time?
I feel like dancing.
[ooc: Again, as usual, Jackal doesn't care and Bunta is more than welcome to "hack" Jackal's journal and "accidentally" read the private cut. I think I'll keep that as a general rule, now, unless otherwise stated. :P]