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Texts From Last Night

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TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT GENERATOR

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[fogsong]

Yeah, I was a little focused on not putting my foot in my mouth, but the differences definitely didn't escape me. Fashion changes.

You could get it back here, you know. [ Ah, the joys of Folkmore. No need to search the black sand beaches for family photos. ]

[whowillmourn]

No matter the lengths I might go to convince you it was impossible to manage such a terrible feat, I felt the same anxiety around meeting your mother. It would be hypocritical of me to suggest you not be nervous.

[ Mayerling pauses as he considers the option. There are so many things he could summon with Lore, and he portions enough to always stay in a steady supply of synthetic blood. There's more beyond, enough for a painting. Yet, the simple act could become a great temptation. ]

In all the time I have spent making this burrow mine, then ours, I have endeavored not to lean heavily into the past, for fear I might become stuck with it. I could fill the place to bursting with all that I have lost, and none of it would matter the most compared to those I've lost. I must ponder it before committing to it.

[fogsong]

Almost like it's totally normal.

I wouldn't think a family photo would be leaning too heavily into it, but I understand the need to consider it first. [ While Sharon would enjoy having the portrait around, the last thing she wants to do is pressure him. ]

[whowillmourn]

I suppose that it is. It is a new matter to me, for all my experience, because humans in my world are genetically modified to fear vampires. It was not possible to meet and to get to know my loved one's families. They would try to kill me, and some of them did.

Thank you. I miss them, but I do not expect ever to see them again. The once was a blessing.

[fogsong]

Did you try to meet some of their families? [ She could see him holding onto hope, trying again as if this time might be different. ]

I'm glad I got the chance to meet them.

[whowillmourn]

I have only twice met any of their families, and those meetings did not go well. [ An immense understatement accompanied by pangs of sadness, anger, regret, and guilt. His emotions veer across the spectrum of negative emotions at remembering how those went. Despite wonderful people able to set aside a fear for vampires, it cannot be said truly to run in families. ]

I am grateful you did as well. Even should they not remember upon returning home, somewhere in their souls, they know I'll find happiness.

[fogsong]

I'm sorry. [ The apology feels a bit lame in the face of his emotions, but it's genuine. ]

Were things rough the last time you'd seen them?

[whowillmourn]

[ There are not words to properly respond to such feelings, he knows. He's had all the time in the world to think of them and falls short. Sharon, on such short notice? They aren't the balm he might want, but that is not her fault. He appreciates the feeling behind it, even as the ache echoes. ] Thank you.

We knew things were getting rougher, but none of us understood how terribly so at the time. I had no inclination it would be my last time seeing them, nor they the last they'd see of me.

[fogsong]

Can I ask what happened to them?