August 16th was a dark day for me, but luckily I had a Guardian there to keep me safe from my broken heart.
Thank you.
Otherwise, not much has been going on, steadily working my courage up to go back to the apartment and get my grandmother's dishes. He has his grandmother's hutch, so it's fitting I take my dishes.
Seems a petty thing, but I'm sentimental as of late. Very much so.
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