Hm. Perhaps things got crossed. At any rate, Arlo, who I do not know, invited me to Court’s birthday party with other people I do not know. And he was very friendly in conversation and enthusiastic about the time I spent in the Prescott bunkhouse. This is unprecedented in my experience.
Are you sure you aren’t in love with Emmett Yes. And you’ve had a recent string of good luck. But still I worry.
You are cool […] in your own unique way. But I was also democratically elected to assist you in leading our community. […] Sometimes it is confusing, what we are to each other outside of this.
Whatever it is, luck or something else, may it continue indefinitely.
Whatever it is, luck or something else, may it continue indefinitely.
Pink fluffy handcuffs. (Blessedly) they still have the tag on them—Spencer's, of course. Bit dusty and de-fluffed from sitting in a box for at least a year. There is also a note:
THANK YOU FOR THE CHICKEN!!! THIS IS FOR YOUR JAIL!!!!
- Lola B
THANK YOU FOR THE CHICKEN!!! THIS IS FOR YOUR JAIL!!!!
- Lola B
Yeah, figured it was canned but figured I'd ask.
Whatever you figure. I don't care either way.
[...] I was honestly hoping to avoid Thanksgiving.
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