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[pheromonecoffee]

Not going to be in school for a week. Sick. Incredibly bored. Starting to miss homework. Send help immediately, preferably in the form of Netflix recs.

[Matt is incredibly mature. He's staying home for a while from the sheer stress of his life currently. His aunt and uncle insisted after he started taking Advil like it was candy.]

Proposed the idea of numbers club bake sale. It makes us look friendly, right? Donate money to charity? Win/Win????

[Lily liked the idea at least. And last but not least, an attached image. Matt in a lobster costume. This was last Saturday, at the busiest mall in the city.]

In case you missed it. I'm sorry, friends. I have failed. I am going to die. Blame Sasha and Emil. They have doomed me.

Comments

[alilyinthemoonslight]

Why would I donate the new oens?

[pheromonecoffee]

To classrooms and libraries and stuff?

[alilyinthemoonslight]

That's why I donate to fund raisers! And I send used books to those places too, sometimes.

[pheromonecoffee]

Won't even give the children new books. I see.

[alilyinthemoonslight]

That sounds like a rather accusatory statement.

[pheromonecoffee]

Then it sounds right.

[alilyinthemoonslight]

Here I am trying to help you, and this is what I get.

[pheromonecoffee]

Sorry????

[alilyinthemoonslight]

...look. Okay. Maybe I'll think about it when I get back to Locke.

You have a point. A little.

[pheromonecoffee]

I'm glad you see that...

[alilyinthemoonslight]

...but only when I get back.

I need to be sure I can go through it by hand.