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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2016 7:10 pm
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October has been a good month, mostly. There was a successful cuffing just in time for Boyfriend Appreciation Day, fun costume plans, more folks learning the protect-y thing, baby chickens, the cutest ********' kitten deciding to follow her home. Hell, even the bats that had started showing up around her camper were kinda nice.
Some things weren't ******** nice at all. The mouth thing and the phrase that still left her mouth empty and silent. The specter of this rumored Court and the uncertain feelings summoned by friends moving to join it.
The evil chipmunk was still hilarious, though.
But the nice things just made the not nice more important, made them loom higher on her horizon. They cast long shadows that crept in her days. Fortunately she knew a sorta expert on shadows and safe places to hide away from the not nice things. And so here she was, wandering the same graveyard she'd met him in, a moment forever ago right next to just yesterday.
"Gloom Friend? You 'round?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2016 10:12 pm
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There's a pause before America nods, answering with a chagrined sort of, "Yeah...I...to be honest, Gloomfriend, I'm not so great at calling for help. Always comes to mind a bit too late." It was maybe a thing to try and fix, but all the same she'd rather not have to.
That said, if she was to ask someone for help, Gloom would be the person to go to. Huffing a piece of laughter, she says, "Shoulda tried to find you straight away, hun, you know this place so well."
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