[Private to Melissa McCall || Unhackable]
Hi--

I hope you're doing well. The last couple of curses have been rough, haven't they? That one late last month in particular.

I wanted to apologize to you for anything I said or did during that curse. I mean, yes, it's a curse and they make us do all kinds of crazy stuff, but I still feel like I ought to apologize if I embarrassed you or, worse, made things difficult between you and your son. I really am sorry. My fault or not, I'm sorry.

But, you know, at the same time, you really are a remarkable person. Everything you told me, even if it was all because of a curse--I can't help but admire you. And maybe the last symptoms of the curse are still clearing up for me, but I feel like I'd like to get to know you a little better--without a curse pushing things along.

Anyway, what I'm really asking is if you'd like to go out for coffee sometime. Just as friends. Just as two people who accidentally met over some pomegranates.

If you don't want to, believe me, I completely understand. I could understand it if you never wanted to see me again.

But, if you'd like to, we can try and schedule it in between the curses.

So, anyway, let me know--because I know a great little cafe.

Thanks,
--Rory

[ooc: Yeeeeeeep. He heard a little too much at the amazing family dinner during the Stupid Cupid curse. And now he wants to know more.]

So I need a roommate. I have a nice three bedroom apartment and you can have one of those. The other is being converted into my art studio. Dogs are okay. Parties are even more okay. I'm clean... relatively. Okay, it's more like controlled chaos in my room, but I know where everything is and I keep it contained. I keep late hours and hate mornings. I bring home free clothes sometimes! Free food too! I mean, if this doesn't really get you all hot and bothered, I don't know what else to tell you.

Except that I really miss Craigslist. So much easier just to post pics and ignore the emails from potential creepers. Here I have to actually tell them they're too creepy to share a bathroom with.


[Private to Cameron]

Thanks for letting me crash for this long. Let me buy you dinner as a sign of my appreciation.

Okay, Anya...you can do this. No big deal, just go ahead and ask.

[Well, at least Anya's managed to finally figure out how to work the video function on her device. But she looks nervous, uncertain, talking to herself and fidgiting with her necklace before she starts the video proper.]


So, uh...I heard that there were doctors that can help people with amnesia...and I was wondering if there were any of them here?

And, if there are...well, I'd like to see one of them, please.

[She takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly, trying to relax, before continuing.]

I don't really have money, but I can do work as payment, if you want. I just...I don't know if any of this medicine or therapy stuff will work, but I'd like to give it a try.