Text; Anonymous

[vocarrah]

My dear Citizens of Hadriel,

I'm glad to see that our circumstances haven't prohibited you from forming bonds with each other. On the other hand, aren't those same bonds difficult to navigate at times? I'm not only speaking of romantic bonds, either. Sexual, familial, bonds of camaraderie...

And I've no doubt our predicament is a unique stressor that can strain those bonds as well. And so many of you are suffering in silence. And it isn't just the present bonds, either, is it? Many of you are shadowed by your pasts, as well.

I want to offer myself as a supportive shoulder. If you've been seeking a second opinion, or advice, or anything of the sort, please, consider this an open invitation.

I care not to find out about your secrets; if you'd prefer to speak privately or anonymously, I will not begrudge you, nor doubt the sincerity of your claim.

I only seek to provide succor to those who have been needing it. Love can be...rather difficult to talk about it, can't it?

Comments

[dedikated]

Why's that?

[vocarrah]

Well. Certainly it seems plenty of people have felt the weights of their own emotions on them, haven't they? No doubt that not having an outlet makes it worse.

[dedikated]

Thought that's why we have the Speakeasy.

[vocarrah]

I can't see why both wouldn't help? One can only drink away so much of their pain.

[This is probably the most hypocritical statement he's ever given.]

[dedikated]

( Oh, but she'll fucking try. )

Not drinking enough, then.

( Never mind that she knows he's entirely correct. )

[vocarrah]

You'll drain our poor Speakeasy that way.

[Again, should he really be talking?[

[dedikated]

That's why it's there.

( Y'all are as bad as each other. )