Oh, god...
[Libby's groaning. Why? Because she's re-reading her last entry for the third or fourth time. It is not good.]
I am...so sorry for what I broadcast in my drunken stupor. If I'd actually been drunk on alcohol, I'm pretty sure I would have been in blackout territory and remember none of it. I think I'd like that more.
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[[TRYING TO SOUND REASSURING BECAUSE THAT'S ALL HE IS no really he's not judging you based on the fact of the matter that you finagled with Mister Hairy. It doesn't bother him in the least. He thinks he needs to exercise, but no judgment. :>]]
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And I haven't the faintest idea, unfortunately. I do know she was feeling much better when I left her, and when I came by with tea, she was gone. Apparently, however, if one's affects are still in place, they intend to return, yes?
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Yes. As long as her things are still here, she'll be back.
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Hang them all, in my opinion, if they aren't capable of acceptance.
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