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what is it now, quentin?

This was meant for Eliot, right?

[ Wait that would mean the text was presumably about him... ]

What are you talking about?

What are YOU talking about? Another threesome?

Are you asking for a threesome? I thought we already did that dance and shit got awkward.

What?
I thought that's what YOU were talking about.

Are you on ambien?

[ IT'S A VALID QUESTION ]

No. I think there's something going on with messages on this thing.

That makes sense.

Day drinking sounds kind of nice, though. Once food's back, we should rope Eliot into barbequing.

We need to get him out of his head. And bed, to be honest. I don't like moping!Eliot.

I'd say throw a party since he likes those so much but we all feel like ass.

So? That's never stopped most of us before.

True. I wonder how many people subscribe to post-death ragers here.

Ragers, right? That's what good parties are called?