If anyone needs me, I’m going to be spending most of my time doing repairs on the roof (again). I know help is supposed to be coming and while I do appreciate it, I’ll do my part in what I can to be useful. It’s the least I can do now that we’re short on a couple hands, really.
Which reminds me... Thanks for sending help our way, Mac. I appreciate it. There’s a lot of work to do.
[ Private // Easily Hackable
(Because Odd couldn’t ass himself to make it secure.) ]
So that’s it? That’s how your stories are going to end? Just gone with no note or saying goodbye or anything this time?
It’s fine. I don’t blame either of you for leaving. Sometimes I wish I could have gone with you. This place is starting to weigh me down; it’s suffocating. I think I’m starting to realize what it was that drove my mother into the way she was... I know I never told you that. It was something about me that you never really needed to know.
But I trusted you. I trusted you enough to know that things weren’t going to be forever. Goddammit, you were like my brother and sister.
I know that now. So I won’t do that... I’ll press on. That’s what Stormy would have wanted. That’s what you would have wanted.
I can feel it. It’s pointless looking for you anymore. It’s empty in here.
James. Ginger.
I’ll see you in Service.