Gladio: I’m sorry. Gladio: I gave the shittiest first impression ever. Wasn’t in my right mind, but I still hurt you and your friends. You obviously don’t have to reply or ever talk to me, but for what it’s worth, I’m sorry.
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): I See. Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): I Won't Say To Let Bygones Be Bygones, But I Can't Exactly Hold A Grudge Against You When I Did Something Far Worse To One Of Yours Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): I Don't Know Her Name. The Young Girl
Gladio: You don't have to be okay with it. Gladio: and this doesn't have to be some sort of 'hurt one-upmanship' thing. Gladio: her name's Wednesday, btw.
Day 280, noon
Gladio: I gave the shittiest first impression ever. Wasn’t in my right mind, but I still hurt you and your friends.
You obviously don’t have to reply or ever talk to me, but for what it’s worth, I’m sorry.
Re: Day 280, noon
Re: Day 280, noon
Gladio: I'm the new guy on Pep
Gladio: I attacked you and your friends at the Fortune Teller's
Gladio: You fought back with dynamite
Re: Day 280, noon
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): I Won't Say To Let Bygones Be Bygones, But I Can't Exactly Hold A Grudge Against You When I Did Something Far Worse To One Of Yours
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): I Don't Know Her Name. The Young Girl
Re: Day 280, noon
Gladio: and this doesn't have to be some sort of 'hurt one-upmanship' thing.
Gladio: her name's Wednesday, btw.
Re: Day 280, noon
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): The Vampire Girl
Re: Day 280, noon
Gladio: well that's messed up
Re: Day 280, noon