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[filial_guardian]

Another clear day. Snowfall is becoming less and less frequent with each passing week. ...But spring weather can't come soon enough; the lake needs to get warmer.

[There is a significant pause here, hesitant, before the scribbling for a journal lock is done.]

[Filtered to Shirley - 99% unhackable]

Merines? May I see you?

[ooc: Affected and

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[Filtered toWalter - 99% unhackable]

[prayingone]

Of course, Walter... are you at home, or is there a place that you would like to meet at?

[action]

[prayingone]

[It's especially embarrassing, since she's stammering in front of him.] But... it's true.

[action]

[filial_guardian]

[He's goes quiet for a moment, fighting the urge to say "Really?" again.] Thank you. I-- don't know what to say.

[He moves closer, carefully.] Will you... Will you wear the necklace now?

[action]

[prayingone]

... I would love to. [She pulls the necklace from its box, holding it with one hand, slipping the box into a pocket with the other. Once that's done, she'll unfasten the clasp of the necklace and pull it around her neck. Unfortunately, it looks like she's having a little trouble fastening the clasp again behind her neck.]

[action]

[filial_guardian]

[Walter is just a little antsy... So, when he notices Shirley is having trouble, he takes a step forward.] Please, allow me.

[He manages to keep from stuttering through those words, and he brings his hands up to help Shirley. There might be some awkward touching of hands here.]

[action]

[prayingone]

[There is totally some awkward touching of the hands -- and it's making Shirley blush.]

I -- please. Thank you...

[action]

[filial_guardian]

[It takes another awkward moment, but Walter eventually fastens the necklace into place. He takes a small step backwards to take a better look.]

...There. That should do it.

[action]

[prayingone]

[It's a right awkward party in this thread. When he steps back, Shirley will carefully pull her hair through the fastened necklace so it can rest properly against her neck.]

Um... how does it look?...