Friends only (not Justine, obviously)

[love_catatonic]

I feel like, thirty different kinds of shit.

*headdesks*

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[unturning_world]

I'm sorry, Tristan.

You know Jean is going to suggest the drinkings.

[just_indulge_me]

Drinkings oui?!

[love_catatonic]

Maybe...

[just_indulge_me]

If you say!

[seminalsemiotic]

Sweetie... *snuggles* Want me there?

[love_catatonic]

Yeah, might be a good idea.

[seminalsemiotic]

I'll be there soon, love.

[in_spectre_mors]

Tristan, my friend, what happened?

[love_catatonic]

Justine left. She's just... gone. Out of London. And now we're fighting on my journal. I'm fighting. I don't fight. Everything is so stupid.

[in_spectre_mors]

Oh Tristan, I'm so sorry. Was it because of all the disasters that have befallen this city of late?

[love_catatonic]

I don't know, she didn't even think I mattered enough to be told anything.

[scarlettvoices]

Looks like Yvonne's already on her way over, but if you need me you only have to call, sweetie.

[love_catatonic]

Hee. Maybe you need to represent for red heads.

Also, are you okay? After all... the stuff?

[scarlettvoices]

I am. Mostly. Things are kind of... blaaaargh. But sounds like you've already got enough of that.

[love_catatonic]

Plenty of blaaargh.

Poor Scarlettwitch :(