2021-12-05 - Lies Of Omission

(TXT to ) Gabriella : YOU DICK!

(TXT to ) Gabriella : YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND?!

(TXT to ) Gabriella : YOU COULD HAVE TOLD ME!

(TXT to ) Gabriella : Ugh, I thought you were different. Ugh.

(TXT to ) Gabriella : Alexander told me. It's fine. Really. I just look like an idiot. No really, totes fine.

(TXT to ) Gabriella : It's not fine.

(TXT to Gabriella) Ravn : You didn't ask. No one told me, either. Thanks, Alexander. Though I suppose I see where the rumour comes from.

(TXT to Gabriella) Ravn : As it happens, there's a woman I agreed to go on a date with, given I rather like her, and I thought there might in fact be something there. It's been six months and we still haven't managed to actually go. Probably never will. Which is not the same as saying that I am looking to date anybody else. Which part of 'I am actually quite happy to live with my cat' is it that people struggle with?

(TXT to Gabriella) Ravn : Sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you, it's hardly your fault. It's just frustrating. Everyone's convinced I have a girlfriend except the actual girl. You get used to it in this town, though. People also believed for four months that I was a Swedish celebrity chef, and I neither cook nor speak Swedish. They also believed she married another guy, much to the consternation of her, the other guy, and the woman the other guy actually lives with.

(TXT to ) Gabriella : Hyacinth Addington

(TXT to ) Gabriella : You know, I'm not some predator. You could have just told me. I mean sure, it's fun to mess with you. It's just for fun. Now people are thinking I'm going after men like a homewrecker.

(TXT to ) Gabriella : I'm a lot of things. Bad things. I'm not that.

(TXT to ) Gabriella : Just text the girl and tell her you want a date and time. Then have your date.

(TXT to Gabriella) Ravn : I doubt anyone gives enough of a shit about my love life to think anything at all. I know I don't.

(TXT to Gabriella) Ravn : Gray Harbor is this small town kind of place where everyone thinks everyone else's business is their business. Add the supernatural shenanigans around here, and most people's business is a convoluted, disorganised, regularly rewritten, and revolves around people who are here today, gone tomorrow, and back two years from now with a confusing hole in their memories. This town? Everyone's weird, we're used to it.

(TXT to ) Gabriella : Okay. I'm less upset at you now. If you buy me fries, I'll be over it.

(TXT to ) Gabriella : HOWEVER

(TXT to ) Gabriella : With this girl.. why haven't you asked her out in the six months since the original time? You have a phone.

(TXT to Gabriella) Ravn : Long story, complicated story, and I don't make appointment with people's PAs. All right, I'll buy you fries sometime, can't hurt and I probably would anyway.

(TXT to ) Gabriella : YAY!!!!!!!!!!!! Be there soonish