ONE HUNDRED THIRTEEN
Contrary to popular belief and ubiquitous rumor of mysterious origin, no, the two love b-... star-crossed lovers, short and short-tempered have not, indeed, run off to elope. I know, I, too, was shocked that this was not the case; what other reason could there be to leave me all by my lonesome in the apartment? I, personally, considered it a gift of the long-overdue variety, thanking me for my passionate effort in the cause of their complete and total romantic hopelessness. I try, really, but you know what they say about horses, water, and leading them to the stuff.
Regardless, they've returned with all sorts of heraldry and odd looks tossed upon my person (I'm wounded, really) so, my fellow citizens, I ask you: Please stop sending blenders to the apartment. They didn't get married.
If you find yourself disappointed by this fact as I myself am, feel free to cry on my shoulder.
[ooc I've been mia for a bit, so I wasn't able to mention that Robin's flatmates all went out for a canon update recently. AF crew? Feel free to notice that Robin's taken great pains to make sure your rooms were still well lived-in, even in your absence. Crumbs and... other substances found in the beds is a minimum of damage done.]
Regardless, they've returned with all sorts of heraldry and odd looks tossed upon my person (I'm wounded, really) so, my fellow citizens, I ask you: Please stop sending blenders to the apartment. They didn't get married.
If you find yourself disappointed by this fact as I myself am, feel free to cry on my shoulder.
[ooc I've been mia for a bit, so I wasn't able to mention that Robin's flatmates all went out for a canon update recently. AF crew? Feel free to notice that Robin's taken great pains to make sure your rooms were still well lived-in, even in your absence. Crumbs and... other substances found in the beds is a minimum of damage done.]