[voice] 3rd grievance.

[unnoticeable]

[The SFC clicked on and for a few moments there was nothing said or seen. The only thing that could be heard was the occasional sizzle of what sounded peculiarly like a frying pan and a softly cursed 'mon dieu'.]

...bad time to ask, I know. But has anyone spoken with my idiotic brother lately? Or Mister England for that matter?

[He sounded a bit tired and worried, but gave away nothing more than that.

...yeah. He's also in your kitchen, Iceland.]

Comments

[pristinestar.livejournal.com]

...

No, I'm sure that you had your reasons... And I'm sure that he understood, too. He really likes you a lot, Mattie.

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

I guess... I'm just being too hard on myself, eh?

...we still have each other, right?

[pristinestar.livejournal.com]

[he gets a bit teary after hearing that ;;]

... Of course! I'm always here for you, Mattie.

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[Be warned, Red. He'll seek you out. He needs some hugs.]

Good. And I'll always be here for you as well, Red. Any time. Every time.

[pristinestar.livejournal.com]

[come here and let's hug!!! ;_;]

Thank you...

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[He will so be right there.]

There's no need to thank me for anything.