I'm sure it'll trickle through the grapevine sooner or later (or maybe not, considering the circumstances), but man. You picked a good time to move out of the ward, brotha-friend.

Considering the timing of the conversation we had yesterday, holy weirdness Batman.

or rather, holy sad day, Mr. Theopolis.

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I said too much, I'm sorry, don't kill me D:>