Hey Jane!

[sobyronic]

I've decided to clear out some of my guitar stuff. I'm trying to make room for other things. I'm going to pick up some other stringed instruments. You know that Martin I picked up? I don't do much acoustic stuff with it, really. You want it? I could try and sell it, but really, I can't be bothered and I don't need the cash. But you really loved it

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[austensibly]

ARE YOU KIDDING ME? YES YES YES YES YES.

With the caveat that if you want it back, it's yours, no questions asked. (Just if that happens, let me pet it every so often.)

I just scared people, I screamed so loud.

[sobyronic]

I'm serious. I'm heading out for a while here in a bit. But John's going to be back from class soon. I'll leave him a note telling him I told you that you could have it. Enjoy the hell out of it. And I reserve the right to come by and play it sometimes.

[austensibly]

Any time you want, yes. But see my lower comment.

[fiddled_d]

Not to hijack your interaction here, but you better see me before you gallivant off to parts unknown.

Also, hello George's friend!

[austensibly]

Hey, Byron? Do you need to talk? Because I'm here, if you do. And I keep confidences.

[shehathstood]

What the hell are you doing you love that Martin.

Whatever. Ever since Leigh came to visit you've been fucked in the head; this is just one more evidence of it and impetus for me to go find her and kick her useless ass. What, did she convince you you don't love music anymore either?

I told you. Want it.

Please?

[fiddled_d]

Wait, what? Leigh was here?

Are you Sammie? It's really nice to meet you. I've heard nothing but good things.

OOC: FYI, obviously Peggy is out of the loop.

[shehathstood]

I'm Sammie, yeah, and if you've heard nothing but good things it's prolly been a while since you heard anything but I'm glad there were good reports for a bit anyway.

Leigh was here.

She'd better not come back.

[fiddled_d]

So instead of jumping the gun and getting all defensive on her behalf, I'll just ask an honest question:

Why?

[lettiegirl]

Also Byron, when you wake up and read this journal again, just know this: You are a fucking asshole and you can take your xbox and shove it up your ass. A cry for help I could understand. Wouldn't have LIKED it but understood it. But this? This was selfish and very dicky of you and once you're better, and I mean BETTER not just out of the state you put yourself into, I'm going to be very angry at you. Right now I just feel pity that you've been too fucked up to realize how good you could have had it with such awesome friends as us, but instead you chose the selfish way out. I might never forgive you for putting John through this. He's not your whipping boy. Learn to take it yourself because not only are YOU worth more than this shit, WE are too.

ps i still love you.