Late night... [Locked from Lana and Jake]

[miles_distant]

It's been quite some time since I've felt so insomniac. I wonder, will anyone else still be up

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[wrightswrongs]

I could spend an hour at Sparknotes, but I could just make an educated guess. Trouble in paradise?

[miles_distant]

How ever did you guess?

[wrightswrongs]

Sense and Sensibility?

Again?

[miles_distant]

If you must know, the last I read it was when I was thirteen or fourteen. I recalled it to my memory for whatever reason recently, and picked up my own copy.

[duck_gimshoe]

Something the matter, Mr. Edgeworth? You seemed to be in such a good mood earlier this week...

I never read books even when I was going to school, so I'm sorry I can't say I know any of the people you mentioned. I guess all I can realy offer you is my ear. Did I get that phrase right? ...Maybe not, but what I mean is I'm here if 'ya need to talk. I know you don't like to talk about personal things, but sometimes it feels better to let it all out, ya know? Anyway, please take care, sir.

[miles_distant]

Nothing that concerns you, Gumshoe. Were it something I was interested in talking about, I would have been explicit in my entry. I acknowledge your offer, however.

[duck_gimshoe]

Okay, Mr. Edgeworth. But just so you know, my offer still stands, sir!

[fragrant_coffee]

Pick up some Hemingway and inject some testosterone back into your reading schedule. You'll feel better after Kilimanjaro. A man always feels better after Kilimanjaro.

[miles_distant]

It has been too long.

[sixpetals]

Are you feeling unwell, Mr. Edgeworth?

[[disarmed...!]]

[miles_distant]

...Certainly not. I am accustomed to a bit of lack of sleep now and again. Please don't trouble yourself.

[kg_guilty_love]

Though it's rare that I find time to read, I did once not too long ago manage to pick up Pride and Prejudice. Is very different from the other? It sounds like your Elinor has quite some similarities to Elizabeth.

It's funny how characters and situations in a book can so well embody and shed light onto our own trials in life. I find in my life that I'm often surrounded by the bouncing Lydias, the too-serious Marys, and even the occasional stuffy-nosed Catherines. As much as I'd like to see myself as clever Elizabeth or the gentleman Darcy, I don't think either lines up quite well enough.

But perhaps that's enough from me. I shouldn't be taking over your journal for such nonsense, ja?