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[longwinded]

[The first text John sends will be arriving mid-morning.]

so it's been getting really cold outside.
well maybe not really cold.
but cold enough to notice!
which means winter and the holiday season should be coming around soon, right?

so asgard, my question to you is: what holidays do you celebrate around this time? or do you choose not to celebrate at all?

[The second follows a few moments later.]

oh, i guess i forgot to ask in my last text there. does anyone know where i could possibly obtain a job? i think i've sat on my rear end for far too long.

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[longwinded]

i'm sorry rose, you've been talking to an illiterate buffoon this entire time.
sorry to break your heart. :(
i bet it smells nice in the tea shop.

[grimorchid]

Oh, John. :(
I'm crushed that you would deceive me like this, but I understand that it can be hard. If you ever need someone to talk about these problems to, you know I'm always there for you.
And actually, yes, it has a sort of soothing aroma.

[longwinded]

forgive me rose!
for i am but a simple teenaged boy, i knew no better.
my english lessons did nothing for me, and for that i am very sorry.
that sounds enjoyable. :)

[grimorchid]

I might expect something like this from Jade growing up on an island, but you?
Tut tut.

[longwinded]

how will you ever forgive me?
:(
what must i do to gain the forgiveness of my best gal friend?

[grimorchid]

I'm sure I can find a glimmer of mercy in my wretched soul.

Ah there it is. The spark that forgives you. John you lucky boy you.

[longwinded]

oh thank goodness.
i don't have to drop to my knees and beg for forgiveness.
i am a very lucky boy, and i will do better next time.
i swear. :)

[grimorchid]

That's appreciated, John.
I have full confidence in you.