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TO: Adam 👍

[1] Are you awake?
[2] Sorry if you were asleep and the alert tone woke you up.

TO: Adam

[1] Hey! Just a couple questions for you.
[2] What time are you picking me up tonight? Are we still doing this?
[3] Do you want to do gift exchange type thing once we're back at my place? I mean I got you somethings and junk.
[4] Does your family know about me?
[5] Does cheesecake count as a pie? Because I've never really thought it was a true cake here.

TO: Julia

[1] Hey!
[2] Merry Christmas and all that good junk.

So about how cleaned out would you guys say the stores are for holiday presents and stuff now? I feel like I still have so much last-minute shit to get done and I haven't even gone to look yet, so someone please tell me if the shelves are like, empty or what.

[KEENER/HARPER/WATNEY ET AL FAMILY

I know I said I didn't have any guests to bring to Fiji and I know this is really last-minute, but is it okay with you all if I brought a [...] friend on holiday with us?

[JAKE]

We still have like four leftover cupcakes from Maeve's birthday in our fridge. They're yours if you want them?

Side note: do you know if reindeer are allergic to chocolate?

TO: Adam

[1] Hey!
[2] Where are you working tonight?
[3] I'm closing up the library on time and was going to bring you dinner.
[4] And apparently Netflix as this Christmas-themed horror movie that features zombie elves.
[5] So clearly we should watch that.

WHO: Jake Rivera & Adam Keener.
WHAT: Potion-making failure leads to problem solving success.
WHEN: Sunday afternoon.
WHERE: Jake's house.
WARNINGS: n/aaaa
PROMPT: All I Want For Christmas Is You.

( Well...what are you waiting for, then? )

I know there's more important things going on right now but can we talk about the fact that it's snowing?

It is literally December 1st and this is not okay. Why is it snowing? I know Northern California isn't exactly like Southern or anything but we have our very own weather wizard and it seems like we should be able to stop it from snowing here? Like, ever. That would be great. Thank you very much.

Starting this Thursday at 6PM, the Castle Street Library will be hosting a weekly Scrabble league. All ages and abilities are welcome. Please remember that alcohol is not allowed on the premises. This includes hot toddies.

And stop by anytime between now and December 20th to guess how many M&Ms are in the glass jar. It's a dollar per guess and the closest guess without going over will win a winter gift basket. All proceeds benefit the CSL remodeling fund.

[ADAM KEENER]

You want to go to a witch winter solstice shindig?

TO: Mat

[1] Thanks again for letting me tag along to your parent's yesterday.
[2] How is your mom's search to find me a significant other going?

TO: Suze

[1] Thanks again for letting me crash your family's Thanksgiving.
[2] And for the leftovers because I'm eating them right now for lunch.

TO: Adam

[1] Hey did you want to meet at the restaurant or just have me pick you up since I'll be coming from work?
[2] IDK what the parking situation will be come 5PM.
[3] Though I did watch two people almost getting into a yelling match over a parking space in the library lot.
[4] So.

TO: Maeve
FROM: Adam

(1) Hey, are you up?
(2) It's dead at work and we're short-staffed because like, three of our dancers are still recovering from the weirdness
(3) And I wanted to check and make sure you weren't still freaked out from the roar thing yesterday

TO: Jake
FROM: Adam

(1) So hey
(2) I'm glad you're coming to Thanksgiving

( Texts to Adam Keener, forward-dated to Sunday night/Monday morning )

WHO: Jake Rivera & Adam Keener.
WHAT: Drunken talk of potions, strip clubs, birthdays, and the Homelands.
WHERE: Jake's house.
WHEN: Sunday, November 13th.
WARNING: Brief mention of blood.


( But I don’t think we’re at the stage of friendship where strip club going is totally chill just yet. )

TO: Mat

[1] Give me the pros/cons of buying a motorcycle.
[2] Also, the ice on my toe has disappeared.

TO: ⛸

[1] picture

WHO: Jake Rivera & Adam Keener.
WHAT: Someone has a new volunteer brewing buddy.
WHERE: Jake's house.
WHEN: Sunday, October 30th.
WARNING: Mentions of throwing up.


(  But — you know — please don't collapse or start foaming at the mouth or something, all right? )

TO: Maeve/Zach/Lydia
FROM: Adam

(1) Hey
(2) Are guys going to the Halloween party at Bone's tomorrow?
(3) Also Maeve, is there any pizza left at home?

TO: Jake
FROM: Adam

(x) Hey Soooo How's your
(1) You free Sunday?

WHO: Marceline Comley & Adam Keener.
WHAT: A late-night conversation at the club about exes and Talemates.
WHERE: The Fairest.
WHEN: Thursday night.
WARNINGS: Swearing, break-up talk, potion-peddling and casual background strippers.

( I wouldn't ask, usually, because it's really none of my business, but… )

WHO: Adam and Maeve Keener.
WHAT: Talking about Adam's latest.
WHERE: Their shared apartment.
WHEN: Afternoon, 10/20.
WARNINGS: Depression, severe depression, listlessness, hopelessness, everything is awfulness, ruined hopes, Maeve's biased perspective, unconscious traditionalist bullshit, your grandad's clothes (they look incredible).

( A sea of soft white sprinkled with silver and tawny gold, Adam was practically swallowed in its embrace. )

WHO: Jake Rivera & Adam Keener.
WHAT: Adam tries to drop off the coat hairs. Jake invites him in for coffee.
WHERE: Jake's new house.
WHEN: Wednesday night.
WARNINGS: Low self-esteem in spades.

( I have this coffee that they stored in whisky barrels and it’s pretty good? )

Has anyone actually found any of the missing objects yet? I mean, it's been days...

[ZACH]

Hey, man. I asked Cath to tell me when she heard from you, but I haven't heard anything from her, sooooo I thought I'd check in? Are you okay? I'm sorry I wasn't down at the station when you got bailed out, I was on Maeve duty.

TO: Family Group Text
FROM: Catherine

[1] I don't have to tell you all that going to look for the missing artifacts is a really bad idea, right? Because if I hear about anyone going to find them, I will tan your bloody hide, and that's not a threat. It's a promise.

TO: Maeve
FROM: Aunt Catherine

[1] Honey, are you okay? Do you need anything?

TO: Suze
FROM: Cath

[1] Who the fuck took your bloody apple?
[2] Suze.
[3] Suzanne.
[4] Answer my bloody text messages already.

TO: Ben
FROM: Cath

[1] I can't believe this.
[2] I knew the exhibit was a bad idea.
[3] But this? Ben, I don't like this. At all.
[4] Have you heard anything at work?

TO: Maks
FROM: Katya

[1] Apparently my sister was involved with the break-in last night.
[2] So that's a fun wake-up call.
[3] How's your day going?

Gotta love karaoke and dart night tips, but I'm so ready for a night off. Low-key suggestions? I was gonna do a Walking Dead marathon but honestly that just seems stressful right now. And with the exhibit tomorrow, I sort of want to take advantage of the break while I can.

[AMANDA]

Hey. Can I ask you a favor?

[MAEVE]

Soooo I guess you crashed at Bone's place again last night? Should I be looking for a new roommate or something soon?