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[schismatically]

School on Monday. I'm really nervous. But Dimitri showed me this journal so at least I have a place to write about it.

He's annoyed because I stole every last one of his socks. But I didn't want to use mine I need them!

And is it just me or does the name of his journal sound wrong. 'Satin Handshake'? Yeah, well...whatever does it for you.

Comments

[xandrov_lives]

I need mine too! I had to buy more!

I'm not commenting on satin handshakes, Vassily. And you'll do wonderfully at London College. My friend Hope is going to show you around.

[schismatically]

There's more!?

Thanks, Dimitri!

[xandrov_lives]

You're like a sock demon.

[amendable]

Why don't you build something out of his underwear?

[schismatically]

I don't want to touch his unmentionables!

[amendable]

Well...that's a good point.

[xandrov_lives]

Thanks, Serg.

[empress_tasha]

Oooh, look who I found. I was a little worried, actually, but then I realised you wrote "Satin Handshake" and not "Satan Handshake"...

Not that there's anything wrong with Satan...

Good luck with London College, Vassily. I think you'll really enjoy it there.

[schismatically]

Well Satan handshake would be much more blunt really. "I'm going to give myself a Satan's Handshake"?

And the layout IS red...

Thank you, Tasha.

[empress_tasha]

Haha, brilliant! You're going to fit right in.

You're most welcome, sweetie.

[schismatically]

Good to know!