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[confidente]

Nice to see everyone stopped taking their monthly dose of crazy pills.

[ ...Whoops, someone might be... not in the best of moods? Oh god, he is sorry. ]

Hopefully we'll be able to have some sort of break from evil mirrors and talking flowers.

[ ...

A lengthy pause, one long suffering sigh and a bark. ]

─ Hang on a second.

[ Journal closed, sorry Paradisa John has been dragged out for a walk. And he's sorry about his mood, really he is. ]

Comments

[bronwe]

[ Frodo halts his strolling at the sight of this familito remember har man. A man, though, which is entirely jarring. He gapes at him before he remembers his manners, and notice the dog.

He lets out a small yelp and takes a few steps back. Oh no, dog! ]

[2xgun1eyekind]

Evil mirrors? Talking flowers?! Gee willickers that sounds exciting!!

What happened during adventure everyone went off on?? Darn i wish i got to go too.

[confidente]

[ Gladstone lets out an excited bark at the hobbit, dragging John from whatever recess of his mind he had retreated too. Thankfully on a leash he's able to keep the blood hound from jumping all over the other before quickly bending down and picking the animal up. ]

Sorry, are you alright?

[confidente]

[ ............. What did he just read? ]

I honestly have no idea, I didn't got myself. People were talking about it on the journals.

omg what was my tag >:

[bronwe]

[ That yelp turns into half a screech of fear as Frodo falls on his butt and covers his face as if that would do any good if the dog were any real danger.

He peeks through his arms and tries to calm himself. ]

--Yes. I think so. Yes.

it was fiiiine

[confidente]

[ He hushes the dog, giving the other an apologetic look. Boy does he feel guilty for giving the poor guy a scare, all because he wasn't really paying attention to his surroundings. Too busy trapped within his own mind and it's problems. ]

Do you need a hand up? Don't worry, Gladstone isn't going to hurt you he's just a little excitable.

<3

[bronwe]

[ Frodo's glad the dog has stopped seeming so eager to chew him up, though his heart is beating so loud he scarcely hears what the man says. He takes time to respond as he scrambles to his feet, watching the dog warily before turning to the man. ]

I was possibly more afraid than I should be -- Gladstone, is it? Good boy...