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(i forgot about this again, lol, forgive me)
(i forgot about this again, lol, forgive me)
(Don't worry about it, honestly! It's all good.)
βItβs either that or you are lying right now.β She leered at him. βBut I can see the genuinity in your eyes.β
"Good." Jericho intoned, watching her from the corner of his eye. He wondered who had hurt her so and if they were still around so that he could pummel them into the ground.
(Emi. Hun. Did you forget again?)
(.o.
iβm sorry iβm a mess today, lol
I have so many things going on at once
And I havenβt forgotten about our O/Os theyβre still unread.)
(Itβs fine, Emi! Donβt worry about it. I know youβre dealing with stuff. I just wanted to make sure you remembered.)
(Thank youuu
Iβm having therapy time with my little boys so Iβm kinda splotchy. Iβll be back sooner or later.)
(Okie doke! Have fun with the g-pigs!)
(Thank youuu!)
(Rocko says hello .3.)
(Hi, Rocko! I'm sure my cats would say hello if I went outside to see them, but it's dark and coldβ¦)
(Daww. Oreo says hi too, he just came over, lol. Cute little babiessss)
(Lol. My cats are my babies, even though Yoda is fricking giant and fat. I have no idea how she got so bigβ¦)
(I love cats. Theyβre so sweet and sof)
(Very. I want more kittensβ¦)
(mood)
(Lol. I raised five, gave one away, one disappeared, one comes home every few days, and the mom also disappeared. So Iβm down to two cats, basicallyβ¦)
M nodded as she listed off ingredients. βRight. Maybe we could get things for other soups, too.β
Graci shut her eyes and set down her empty glass on the bill she left. βLike I said. You are welcome to follow me if you so please.β She stood slowly.
(Didnβt you want to skip, Emi?
Not that I mind continuing; just curious.)
(Oh I donβt care either way, lol. I think continuing here would be nice.)
(Okie doke.)
Alison hummed in agreement, nodding. "That sounds good. What kinds of soups?"
Juliet sighed into him and kissed his chin. On her own, in a empty bed, she had many restless nights. She was amazed at how easy sleep came with Zack there. (Skip? )
(^-^)
M shrugged, tapping his free fingers on the table. βMaybe potato? If either of us knows how to make it.β
(Sure. To when?)
"I bet I could look up a recipe for it. Or ask my mother," Alison said, smiling at him. "Actually, I'm sure she would have a good one I could useβ¦"
βYou mother?β M echoed softly. βWhen was the last time we saw her?β He looked up at his wife sgain, his eyebrows raised slightly.
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