'Sorry Stephen, an owl managed to grab my permission slip and ganged up on it with the other owls and now it's completely destroyed. I don't know how it happened, but y'know, they're tricky bastards like that.'
YOU KNOW, NORMALLY I'D SAY NOT MY PROBLEM, BUT ROMANCE IS MY FUCKING PROBLEM. UNLESS THIS STEPHEN GUY IS A COMPLETE TOOL, THAT'S PROBABLY NOT GOING TO GO OVER HIS HEAD, NO FUCKING SHIT.
He's not a tool, so yeah, I kinda figured that it wouldn't go over his head.
[Inkblots for a moment.]
This is stupid. I mean, maybe we're over reacting. Who cares if it's on Valentine's? I mean, it doesn't make it a date. We could just... ignore the decorations. Or. Ooor we could visit the shrieking shack. I'm pretty sure they don't decorate that for Valentine's.
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Doesn't really sound realistic.
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UNLESS THIS STEPHEN GUY IS A COMPLETE TOOL, THAT'S PROBABLY NOT GOING TO GO OVER HIS HEAD, NO FUCKING SHIT.
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[Inkblots for a moment.]
This is stupid. I mean, maybe we're over reacting. Who cares if it's on Valentine's? I mean, it doesn't make it a date. We could just... ignore the decorations. Or. Ooor we could visit the shrieking shack. I'm pretty sure they don't decorate that for Valentine's.
[And now she's kina rambling.]
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STUPID VALENTINE'S.
WHOEVER INVENTED THE FUCKING HOLIDAY NEEDS TO BE SHOT.