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Sartre Dear Thoreau, The instructions you left in regards to that delightful potion were rather vague. Following the 1/4 of my vial that I am to take two days prior and the 1/4 of his vial that Teague is to take the day of, you said that the other quarters should be taken one per day. Did you mean myself alone, or him? By the way, I'm married now. :P Don't feel bad, there was no wedding. Much nicer that way, although I think Teague's parents are going to kill him. Love, Sartre Nicodey --- Thoreau Dear Sartre, Well fine then, you little skank, don't tell me the goings-on of your life anymore! Mr. Nicodey indeed... Speaking of whom, how is he? And how is Casper? I keep meaning to write him and I keep forgetting. Everything is well here. I snuck into St. Mungo's with the help of a nurse there, actually, and visited Abner. They're still keeping him under close observation, for no reason. He isn't going to hurt himself again.. and it's just breaking his heart to keep him in solitary confinement. Do you think you and your husband could pull some strings at the Ministry? Mr. Nicodey seems like the sort of fellow who'd be good at coersion. Oh, and by the way, I'm engaged. Famke proposed. :P And there will be a wedding. You and Kala Warrington can be flower girls. Thoreau --- Sartre Dear Thoreau, Very funny, smartass. Sartre Post a comment in response: |
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