Private Post [Drunkenly left unwarded]

[weasel_ron]

I don't understand it. Why can't people seem to accept that I'm still friends with Pansy? Why do they think that they can talk me out of seeing her? And they keep trying to tell me she's mean, and I know she can be mean, but she's not mean to me, and it hurts that they can't seem to accept my friendship with her. I don't ask Susan not to see Seamus

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[irishbarkeep]

Ron, I had no idea... Are you okay? I don't think you need any more rum.

You didn't intend for this to be public, did you? I want to come and talk to you, but I can't get away right this minute.

[weasel_ron]

M'fine Seamus. And the rum makes me feel better.

No... was spposed to be private. I tried to make it private. Guess it didn't work. I want to talk to you too, love.

[irishbarkeep]

The rum may make you feel better now, but it won't in the morning. You know better than that Ron.

I'll be able to come home in a little while. Why don't you just - take a nap right now and I'll wake you up and we can talk when I get there.

[weasel_ron]

One more drink then I'll stop, ok? Sides, the house elves won't let me have anymore. I kind of spilled the bottle a bit.

Ok. I'd nap but there's people talking to me. I can't just not talk back to them.

[sweetsusan]

Marriage? Oh, Ron, I had no idea you'd ever thought it. That's rather sweet. I- thank you. I'm flattered, very much. Years after, I know, but still...

[weasel_ron]

You're welcome. I had been thinking it for a bit. Had even gone out and bought the ring. But then I returned it after

[sweetsusan]

A ring? Oh, Ron. It's so stupid, crying now, but really, that's just so sweet. Okay. I will not cry.

[weasel_ron]

Why would you cry?

[dragonweasel]

Christ, Ron. Didn't we just talk about this the other day?

You're such an idiot. Mum would probably even call you an eedjit. Asking questions ABOUT people won't get you anywhere -- you have to ask them TO people. (Or ... to people? Something.)

Jesus. Nothing in the world like a drunk Weasley.

[weasel_ron]

Yessssssssssss we did.

I'm not an idiot, Charlie. Just because I'm drubnk doesn't make me an idiot. And looks like I did ask them to people cuase people are repsonding.

[dragonweasel]

No, being drunk isn't what makes you an idiot. Doesn't change the fact that you are, actually, an idiot.

Do you realise, for instance, that everyone can see everyone else's responses here? Is that how you wanted it? THIS is the best way to have the conversations you need to have with Seamus and also apparently with Susan and with Pansy?

I repeat: I love you, but you are. an. idiot.

[weasel_ron]

This was supposed to be private, but I messed up the charm somehow. Wasn't nobody supposed to read this but me.

I love you too.

[_miss_pansy_]

You... you were going to propose to Bones? I You oh.

[weasel_ron]

Yes... but then there was you and that changed everything.

[_miss_pansy_]

But you were... you were only with her for a few months. You couldn't have loved her. Not really. Did you?

[weasel_ron]

I know. I'll- We'll talk about it tomorrow at lunch. Everyone's telling me I should go to sleep and the house elves are staring at me.

[a_weasley]

Ron, I-

what are you thinking, leaving this unwarded? are you out of your bloddy mind? Are you okay?

If these are things you need to talk about, talk about them, but don't go off getting bloody rat-arsed and writing in your journal

Don't you remember what happened the last time you go drunk?

[weasel_ron]

I'm fine, Dad.

Don't be mad at me again Ok.

[a_weasley]

If you say so but it certainly doesn't look like it from here.

Fine. You're just bloody fine. That's great.