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[Donna]
[suffering... withdrawal; I'M A DICK... I'M ADDICTED TO YOU.] ... I really don't want to talk about what happened, but I'd rather talk about it than not get to talk to you at all.
[isn't sure what there is to talk about it, the point has been made pretty clear] I'm sorry for putting you into that awkward situation. Um, I didn't mean what I said. Most of it, anyway. [still thinks she wants the Rayner]
Please don't avoid me because of it. Peace? [drawn picture of a dove, SYMBOL OF PEACE]
[/Donna]
I've been thinking about getting a job. Something different from the one I've got back home. For now, at least. Anyone know what's available, here or in town? Anything that'll keep me busy. If it deprives me of sleep, even better!
[also serves as an open post! he's at the pond, painting a picture as a means of venting his ~emotions~; if you happen to pass by and want to look out of curiosity, go ahead! to avoid confusion, I'm going to make each painting different for every person that comments!]