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Jul 29, 2004 10:29

She's home.

My Astra made it home.

I didn't pry, neither. I mean, I know she went to help one o' her friends, and it was safer for me not t' go, because, when I get involved in stuff like that, creepy spiritual necromancers come out of the woodwork and possess me and stuff.

But I was worried.

Clem stayed at the Bar with me and played about a billion games of Crazy Eights and War and everything else we could think of to distract me.

I actually got really good at Donkey Kong...

But she's home!

That's the important thing.
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