Theresa "Tess" Servopoulos (
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paradisa2013-10-06 07:59 pm
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EIGHTH SHOT
[Dictated quite cheerfully:]
Wish me happy birthday, people, I'm 40 years old today and therefore officially old.
Wish me happy birthday, people, I'm 40 years old today and therefore officially old.
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I don't think you look old.
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I lucked out, I guess. Look at Joel and all his grey, the old dog.
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[See what she's getting at?]
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Sorry.
Where's your room?
Clem
[Tess doesn't out her address publicly.]
Tess
On the other side of the paper, there's a drawing in crayon. It's a gun, and it's accurately labeled.
Happy Birthday Tess is written in purple and green on the bottom of the page.]
Clem
(On her end, she definitely holds it up for Joel with a smirk and a "can you believe this shit?" look. Look at how cute this shit is. A gun diagram.)
And in the journal, she leaves a message for Clem:]
Real cute. Thanks, kid.
Tess
[Now stop being so mean!]
Clem
How's training with Carley going?
Tess
Clem