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Seventeen Spoons {Dictated; Action}
[As wonderful as the holiday season is, with its warmth and cheer, and while even Jane can appreciate the kissing hijinks while at the same time wishing they weren't happening, there's been something nagging at her for a while now. It's only now that, as she sits in her room preparing little things for her friends, does she realize what it is, and she scrambles for her journal to let it out.]
...I miss my Dad.
I mean, well, I've missed him ever since I came here, I never stopped. It just hurts a lot more right now. It's going to be Christmas soon, and I'm not decorating the house with him, or baking with him, or shopping with him, or anything... [Her voice cracks slightly.] Aren't you supposed to be with your loved ones at Christmastime?
[There's a long pause, quiet save for a few deep breaths. It seems like someone is determined not to cry over here. Then, quietly,] I think I need to take a walk. Nutcrackers be damned.
[Feel free to reply to Jane over the journal - she'll take it with her as she wanders the halls. Also feel more than free to run into her and give her a Christmas smooch!]
...I miss my Dad.
I mean, well, I've missed him ever since I came here, I never stopped. It just hurts a lot more right now. It's going to be Christmas soon, and I'm not decorating the house with him, or baking with him, or shopping with him, or anything... [Her voice cracks slightly.] Aren't you supposed to be with your loved ones at Christmastime?
[There's a long pause, quiet save for a few deep breaths. It seems like someone is determined not to cry over here. Then, quietly,] I think I need to take a walk. Nutcrackers be damned.
[Feel free to reply to Jane over the journal - she'll take it with her as she wanders the halls. Also feel more than free to run into her and give her a Christmas smooch!]