Hi Annie. [Hope is bright and cheerful, not always her mood after a breach but this one hadn't been bad. In some ways, she's glad of the break of it. But she is calling for business, of a sort.]
Let's have a birthday party now. [A few days later than last year but parties don't have to come on birthdays and they're both here and alive and that would be enough to celebrate all on its own.]
Let's have a birthday party now. [A few days later than last year but parties don't have to come on birthdays and they're both here and alive and that would be enough to celebrate all on its own.]
I wouldn't mind something a bit bigger, there are some people get people together someplace fun.
[Get Pietro properly introduced to her friends. Besides, she's in a good enough mood that the company of basically anyone sounds like it would be fine to deal with, at the moment.]
[Get Pietro properly introduced to her friends. Besides, she's in a good enough mood that the company of basically anyone sounds like it would be fine to deal with, at the moment.]
[She hadn't, before the breach, but now she grins, pleased at having some new, useful information.]
Yeah, that sounds fun. I bet we could do some really cool colors, too.
Yeah, that sounds fun. I bet we could do some really cool colors, too.
Yeah, definitely. [Hope appreciates the addition of colors to most things.]
Even if he does, we can still have a rocking good time. [Does a joke get any less terrible if the delivery is completely flat? Possibly one of life's philosophical questions.]
Fuck, I'm such an asshole.
I'm really sorry. I was worried, and I freaked out in the worst possible, loudest way.
I'm really sorry. I was worried, and I freaked out in the worst possible, loudest way.
Yeah, I talked him out of it then, too. I would have talked to you sooner, but I honestly thought it was Lark. It's more his pace.
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