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[mojomolly]

Harry's gone.

Kind of mad. Kind of jealous.

I miss Chicago. And dad. Oh hell, even mom. I wonder how dad's doing, anyway. Where's a miracle healing when you need one?

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[ninefingered]

A long walk usually helps when I feel angry and lonely like that.

[mojomolly]

That's a good idea. Especially with Kurama making the gardens bloom.

[ninefingered]

Or maybe you can write about it, privately, so you don't keep eating your heart out thinking so much.

[mojomolly]

Oh no way, here. You write anything on the network and there's no telling who could hack it and post learn things they shouldn't.

[ninefingered]

Well, then you are lucky, I have pens and papers to spare. You could burn the notes that you have written, if you do not need to remember them.

[mojomolly]

Huh. Actual writing. That's kind of a novelty where I'm from.

[ninefingered]

This typing seemed impossible at first, but I see now that I can rethink my words before I send them.

[mojomolly]

And it's got spell check. Much better than having to look things up by hand.

[ninefingered]

Yes, and now I worry less about saying things I regret when I am in a foul mood.

[mojomolly]

Oh, just wait until the curses hit you. Then all that stuff comes out anyway.