*faint*
*revives*
CURSE YOU SHIFTING SANDS OF TIME.
Oh my God. I need three letters. I have two men I was prepared to ask. I was thinking, crud, what am I going to do about the third? And now. NOW. HE'S GONE. One of my two is mysteriously disappeared from the crazy dark, evil world of University and not even trusty, beloved, bloodhound-like practices
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