[Someone on the mirror side is gently, delicately weeping into his pillow.
Lolol. No. He's obnoxiously sobbing and shoveling cake into his mouth. Between mouthfuls a few words might make their way out:]
THEY ARE THE WORST KINDS OF PEOPLE!
I WANT THEM TO EXPLODE!
DAVE, YOU WERE MY FOREVER BOY!
[Yes. Jade and Dave have gotten cuddly. John is
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