Musings

[sometime tuesday evening]

ring ring

[wednesday afternoon, post-memories. this is the third "J Holden" she's called.]

ring ring

[Secure messenger delivery to B Buchanan and J Holden, after ascertaining apartment numbers for both]
[A box with a comm for each. Jack's includes a note: Good to see your ass in town. - A.]

[Note left on the counter for W Cooper-Delaney.]
We can talk about the memories, if you want? You holding up alright?

[Locked to V Anna]
So, you got a ring?

[after the feelings hit in full force]

Is this a same-thing-we-do-everyday-Pinky sort of deal? Because if I'm going to be hit with peoples' feelings every day, I think I'm shipping my ass back down to San Diego.

On an unrelated note, is there an archer in the house? Just curious. Thanks for taking over back there, the break was kind of nice.