[Roy sits on a plain wooden chair at a small but serviceable desk, pencil in hand. He taps it in an irregular pattern against the book that's open on the desk: his journal. At least, it appears to be his. It's certainly in his handwriting, from what he can tell, but ... it doesn't say much about why he's on the island, or how his military career is
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I know you've noticed that things aren't entirely right with me. Aside from the explosion, I mean. Us being close, it's entirely natural for you to not mention it, and let me try to work things out. I appreciate it. I just wanted to say that... I don't want you to worry. I'm sure I still love you. I just need a little time. Please don't be upset.
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...Are you sure you read your notes right? [FFF. WHAT.]
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Dear, maybe this isn't the best way to talk about this. We should meet up. These kinds of talks are best when face-to-face, don't you agree?
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...Who are you?!
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