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I don't really like doing that announcement thing, but since I'm her roommate... Snow White's gone home! Which is good, that means she's finally back with James, who's her total love at first sight wonderful husband and she has a daughter that maybe she'll get to see now so I'm happy for her. Right, and Al left too, but that was last month. Uh... a few others, but I don't really know the full list.

It makes me curious about something else, though. What do you guys do to show you remember and care about people who you'll probably never see again in this lifetime?

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The things other people think about your feelings should never influence them. [ Murmured, slow, as though she's working out her thoughts on this as she speaks: ] Needing to prove something to yourself is hard, because you won't feel satisfied until you can— but even so, you'll likely learn something about yourself when you finally do.

If you decide to justify yourself to others, however, then you may find that in doing so, you'll make yourself just as unhappy as if you had allowed them to continue doubting the integrity of your feelings.

Are you talking out of personal experience?

( She asks with her tone being softened, curious and also contemplative. It's not a tone she uses often, for good reason. She doesn't want people to think she really thinks much about this stuff. )

I've had time to think about it, that's all.

[Taking the easy way out.]

( So yes. She can respect dodging; she's respecting it for now. )

Time's one of those things we either have too much or too little on. Hey, what's your name?

[She wonders what having too much time would be like.]

It's Lenalee. Lenalee Lee.

( There's a charming repetition there that has Collette smiling, amused. )

Sounds like someone really loved the sound of Lee. That's a nice name! I'm Collette. Just Collette.

I suppose they did. [Lightly. She wouldn't know, after all.]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Collette.

["Meet".]

Likewise with you, Lenalee! Have you been here long?

[A silence, almost as if the call had been dropped.]

A few weeks, now. I wouldn't call myself settled in, just yet.

( Collette had been close to hanging up after breathing in to say hello when Lenalee's voice had come back over the line. She exhales, a soft "aah" as she does. )

You're doing pretty well, for a few weeks in! I'd say don't worry about the settling in, but really, that's kind of up to you. No one knows how long they'll be here for, or how short.

( As this was all demonstrating. )

[A commendation. She's done well, it seems, but it's not much more to her than a quick pat on the back.

So she hasn't resorted to a sharp tongue and turning her thorns outward like some other people have— but she has to tiptoe into old, unwell memories to cite days which had felt to drag on this long, and that does embitter her somewhat.]

Does anyone know the circumstances under which people are "sent home", Collette?

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IT'S AN EPIDEMIC

can we get immun ized or is it too late?!!!

it may already be too late for us..........

may we be comfoted by teh cold arms fo our errors

tel lmy mother i loev her

u tell her ur gonna surveiv!

god saev the queen

long liev the king

/drumbeats fading into the distance

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