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[brainiest]

I've been here almost six months now, with nothing except a bit of a lost bracelet situation to call a holiday, and anyone would think I'd be exhausted. I am, a little, but mostly I'm worried. I do want us all to come out of this alive, even if it takes a lot of hard work and a lot of effort.

[ Because, really, optimism is all she has left. After everything that's happened and with everyone that's come and gone. ]

Would anyone like to spend some time somewhere quiet, maybe? Things have been so strange around here lately that I've barely had time to go and read, or make any new friends. It's better late than never, though, I think.

And, um. Has anyone seen Spike? I think he might have... Let me know.

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[livedtwice]

[How did he miss that? Fighting, most likely, and Tom Riddle. Tom Riddle was a great weight on his mind. He sighs on his end, somewhat grateful that they're in text right now.]

I see. Well ... I'm sorry he's gone on.

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[brainiest]

He might not be. I'm not sure. He might just be busy, you can never tell around here and I really don't want to go to the bracelets and check. Suspension of belief, you know?

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[livedtwice]

You're right.

Then I won't look either.

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[brainiest]

Maybe I'll be lucky.

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[livedtwice]

We can hope, if nothing else.