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As rarely as I would like to think this happens, it does so more than I would wish. And once again, I find myself not having the slightest idea what to do, as naturally, I barely have the slightest idea what is going on.
I get ideas. Wrong ones, obviously, and feel guilty from that alone. It gets quite embarrassing to do such so chronically, in all honesty. I just shouldn't talk at all at those sort of times, for the better of everyone. Except, I don't really know what's wrong with everyone, or anyone at all, and really do wish there were something that I could do, but 'm starting to doubt it.
*covers mouth with hands in attempt to hide a loud coughing fit* ...Excuse me.
See, Bossuet, I do hope you work out whatever you need to be working out, because I'll be damned if even after anything you said, I know what it is that's so bothersome. And Musichetta, I wish to God you were here more, especially right now, and hope you do come back if for just a moment.
I get ideas. Wrong ones, obviously, and feel guilty from that alone. It gets quite embarrassing to do such so chronically, in all honesty. I just shouldn't talk at all at those sort of times, for the better of everyone. Except, I don't really know what's wrong with everyone, or anyone at all, and really do wish there were something that I could do, but 'm starting to doubt it.
*covers mouth with hands in attempt to hide a loud coughing fit* ...Excuse me.
See, Bossuet, I do hope you work out whatever you need to be working out, because I'll be damned if even after anything you said, I know what it is that's so bothersome. And Musichetta, I wish to God you were here more, especially right now, and hope you do come back if for just a moment.