[Jester barely keeps herself from stepping directly on the box as she opens her door the next morning, wrapped in her bathrobe. She bends down in the doorway, opening the box cautiously, and as she stares at the cake inside it's all she can do to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.
She's been crying on and off for days, and she's so tired of crying about Fjord. And although she wishes it wasn't the case, there's only one real answer besides 'wait it out.' The adult answer. So she sends a text:]
un: sapphire
She's been crying on and off for days, and she's so tired of crying about Fjord. And although she wishes it wasn't the case, there's only one real answer besides 'wait it out.' The adult answer. So she sends a text:]
can we talk?
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