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[unionjackoff]

[there is a pause that has been recorded, unintentionally, followed by the sound of someone clearing his throat]

Uh. Hullo. This is Arthur Kirkland. Please leave a message. Or text. Or whatever...

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[hoasen]

[O-oh...the fact he messages back with happy Christmas being written in Vietnamese truly touches her! She's probably fiddling with her device before she could actually send a message back.]

You're welcome, it is something I must do for a good friend.

[Sometimes, when she thinks something is perfectly innocent to say, it comes out super embarrassing.]

[unionjackoff]

[OH NO VIETNAM CALLED HIM A FRIEND. not just a friend. a good friend. since when did it start raining inside]

Now, don't you get all sappy on me. [WHO IS THE ONE CRYING HERE?] I will see you soon, at the ball. Perhaps you will save me a dance?

[hoasen]

[HELL YEAH SHE DID. She's probably always considered him a friend since he has to deal with the same people she has to, and seeing past that is even better.]

Oh, I didn't mean it to sound so sappy, I was trying to be honest... [IF ONLY SHE KNEW HE WAS CRYING.] I am looking forward to it. I have little experience with dancing as I do not do it often, but if you will be patient and guide me, I would love to dance with you.

[unionjackoff]

[he's not crying because it's christmas and he's stuck in a horrible space colony and america and prussia are gone but he is still blessed because he has a GOOD FRIEND on his side!!!]

Don't worry. i am an excellent dancer. You will be in good hands.