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[repairedbywebs]

Tie the knot, stitch the seam, press the dark, weave the cloth.

Maybe then you'll have an idea of the world.

Private to Papa Midnight//unhackable

Are you better today, then? When midnight rolled around, you were fast asleep.

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[reaping_havoc]

What? Is that all is takes?

[repairedbywebs]

Remarkably simple.

[reaping_havoc]

In order?

[repairedbywebs]

No, that you may change.

[reaping_havoc]

Okay. What would you recommend I go for first? Because I'm not really good at sewing and weaving.

[repairedbywebs]

Learn to do them both.

[reaping_havoc]

And you mean the Weaving, right? Not like go down to your local craft store and pick up a needle and thread.

[repairedbywebs]

No. I mean to weave a tapestry.

[reaping_havoc]

...Ah huh.

That'll take forever.

[repairedbywebs]

Do you have anything better to do?

I mean, you're not having sex yet, right?

[reaping_havoc]

Sex isn't the end of all things wonderful, Saya.

[repairedbywebs]

You're right. Bad sex is quite a loss.

[reaping_havoc]

How the hell do you tell the difference?

[repairedbywebs]

...George, if you can't tell, you haven't had enough.

[reaping_havoc]

What's "enough"? It's such an abstract term.

[repairedbywebs]

More than once.

Have you had sex more than once?