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[alt_regulus]

I suppose it's to be expected that these tasks won't all go smoothly.

I gather you were less than impressed with my, ah, efficiency this week.

Should I be relieved, then, that this next doesn't ask speed? I confess (and why not? I can't hide any of it--the reluctance, inadequacy, loathing, horror--you see it all) I confess I'm not sure where to start or when I can hope to finish. But I am here. I've shifted my few things into this place. A place of my own, for however long.


I do aim to please, you know. I hope that much is clear.

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[alt_pansy]

I'd best be going, now.

I shouldn't be talking to you, and I really, really shouldn't talk to him, and if he's talking to you and I'm talking to you, that's almost as good as if we were talking to one another. At least to some people.

And it's past my bed-time.

[alt_regulus]

I was going to mention that.

That it must be past your bedtime. And about that other bloke. Don't mind him. I'll tell him to b*gger off and leave us alone.

I'd rather talk to you, really.

Ta for now, but do come back.