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Drop Post
[It's late at night, and Jennifer's pacing at the edge of the forest anxiously, clutching her cell tightly in her right hand. She knows she has to go, but thinking of making the calls, well... it's been difficult for her. If she just waits a bit longer...
She shakes her head.
She's left the notes around her usual spots in Camp, full of apologies she thought she'd never have to make. They'll come if they want. If not, there are always the written goodbyes.
Still, just a few more minutes...]
(( CFUD, it's been fun! I'll miss you all! If you want to keep in touch, find me on plurk as moebot, or e-mail me at abfluvver@gmail.com ))
She shakes her head.
She's left the notes around her usual spots in Camp, full of apologies she thought she'd never have to make. They'll come if they want. If not, there are always the written goodbyes.
Still, just a few more minutes...]
(( CFUD, it's been fun! I'll miss you all! If you want to keep in touch, find me on plurk as moebot, or e-mail me at abfluvver@gmail.com ))