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[devilishlycharming]

It was home.

Perhaps they created it on a whim. They are gods.

[selfmadman]

You could move. Nothing's stopping you.

[devilishlycharming]

I could. It might be a bit quiet, though; I'm afraid I've grown accustomed to having people around.

How is it suiting you so far? Having your own flat, that is.

[selfmadman]

[ A lag before: ]

Someone left.

It hasn't made that any easier.

[devilishlycharming]

I'm sorry. Who was it?

[selfmadman]

I don't think you knew her.

[devilishlycharming]

I might have.

Regardless, I'm sorry. I hope things are going well where she is.

[selfmadman]

It's the happier ending, isn't it?

What I meant to say is that when I moved, I did it in a certain spirit. And it feels like I've already betrayed that.

[devilishlycharming]

That depends entirely on what one is returning to--and how much faith one has in the rest of us to sort things out here.

What spirit was that?

[selfmadman]

I needed to hear that even less than it needed to be said.

Acceptance.

[devilishlycharming]

I'm sorry.

What I mean is, it's hard to be accepting every minute of the day. It doesn't mean you've betrayed your intent.