[OOC: Backdated to last weekend, after the big birthday party]
You can come over, but you can’t stay.
Alright.
I mean it. You’re not staying. We’ll talk, but then you leave. You. Are not. Staying.
I understand.
Good.He wasn’t leaving. No, Black Tom Cassidy, Theresa’s uncle who was supposed to be either in jail or dead or something to that
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