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Group convo between Daisy, Basira, and Jon
Jon Today at 8:34 AM
Okay, here are the links to all the articles I mentioned yesterday. [12 links attached]
Did you have any trouble setting up any of the things we bought yesterday?
Oh and make sure you don’t leave with any less than two
They need companionship as much as we do
And if you both get busy with work, they wouldn’t get lonely
Though if you ever do get busy with work, I’m almost always available
I expect pictures
Or video call
I’ll Know if you ignore meJon Today at 8:40 AM
You are ignoring me!
I just saw you stick your tongue out at your phone DaisyBarisa Today at 8:48 AM
Get your own cats
Also stop that.Daisy Today at 8:48 AM
u should get your own cats
also i dont mind you looking much but you cant look at basira
she doesnt like it
can you filter her out while looking at me?Jon Today at 8:50 AM
No. I can’t filter her out, but I can my view so she isn’t in my viewDaisy Today at 8:55 AM
nice how do u know where to avoid her?Jon Today at 8:57 AM
I use her eyes…Basira Today at 8:57 AM
Please dont do that...I would rather I show up while you keep and eye out for Daisy, than you hijacking my eyes.Jon Today at 8:58 AM
Sorry. I didn’t want to lie to you. Its more of a piggy back ride tbhBasira Today at 8:58 AM
Thats not much better.Daisy Today at 9:00 AM
that mean u can see me typing this?Jon Today at 9:02 AM
Yeah. but I don’t do it a lot cause it’s weird. Even for me. It’s just the only way to filter Basira out.Daisy Today at 9:03 AM
weird basira thinks so too. also y u need pics if u can see?Jon Today at 9:05 AM
I hoard cat pictures.
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Martin had ended up texting Tim to fill him in on the situation with the dreams, and included Sasha and Jon in the group chat to make sure that they were aware of what was going on. He and Jon had talked about it, and decided to fill the other two in so they were all on the same page, but Jon insisted he wasn’t going to clarify anything to the group since the future things weren’t going to happen.
They all agreed in the chat to meet up for lunch at Sasha’s place to talk in person, cause the tone of their texts started to do that thing where everyone was getting more emotional cause they couldn’t tell the tone everyone was speaking in.
So Jon found himself at Sasha’s place, where he was greeted by an agitated Tim. “Hey Boss, you are the last here, but you probably know that…”
“I do. I got caught up with a conversation. Sorry for being late.” Jon followed Tim into the kitchen where everyone was sitting with some form of beverage.
“It happens.” Sasha smiled. “Martin’s been filling us in on most of the things in his dreams. We figured it wouldn’t hurt since you said you didn’t want to be part of the conversation. Or at least in the telling of it?”
Jon nodded. “I will answer some questions, but please understand, it’s hard. To remember those things.”
Tim gave Jon a sharp look. “That’s hardly fair. You know so much about us, but then never thought to let us know? Don’t you think leaving those things out is just as bad as looking into our heads? Like you promised us you wouldn’t do…”
Sasha looked ready to say something to Tim, but Jon was faster. “I get it. You have every right to be angry. It is very different from looking into your head. The things I know about the two of you, is rather limited, all things considered. I know next to nothing about Sasha, and with you Tim, were never close enough for me to know more than a secret that I’ve not shared with anyone, nor do I plan on until you yourself wish to speak of it. Back then I wasn’t like I am now.”
“What, so like you didn’t even get to know us in all that time we apparently spent together? So you wanted a do-over with us?”
“No. I mean yes, but…” Jon looked away when Martin cut in.
“You both died.” Martin held himself confidently. “Not in a good way. Jon didn’t want to have to acknowledge it since you were both here, and very much alive.” Jon nodded.
Sasha let out a little gasp, while Tim looked like that calmed him down a little bit.
“I’m not all that certain since my memories are a bit hazier than Jon’s, but neither of you were around very long. Not long enough for Jon to get to know you cause he was moody and paranoid. He’s much better now.” Martin took Jon’s hand, that last part almost said in a teasing, yet supportive manner.
Jon’s frown grew into a bit of a shy grin, but still kept the somber tones of regret and grief.
“That’s a lot. So we are like ghosts to you then?” Sasha picked up on the time to try to change the vibes of the room. She had questions about the hand thing too.
“Not really no. More like the memories were bad dreams at this point. Of a terribly realistic nightmare of a possible future, I won't let happen.”
“Cool. That doesn’t bother me then. Tim?” Sasha gave him a look, like it was Tim’s turn to make up his mood.
“I’m...Not happy about it. But I get it. Not wanting to talk about people who died you were close to... I just don’t like that I'm part of that people. But you weren’t doing it to be mean…” Tim let out a big sigh. “So, those hands you got linked. Who asked who out first? Was it a now thing, or your spooky future memories.”
Martin smiled feeling his face burn, while Jon grinned. “It was always Martin who asked. Both in the spooky memories, and now. He actually asked me on a Date this time.”
Sasha held out her hand. Tim grunted and handed her a 20.
“You were betting on us?” Martin stumbled out.
“Yeah. I had it that Jon would get impatient and ask you out. The way he looked at you when you weren’t looking was painful to be in the same room with. Thought he would break first cause we all know how patient Jon is...” Tim put his wallet back in defeat.
“I kinda figured the same, but you’ve surprised me in the past, so hoped you would again. You did not disappoint Martin.” Sasha was beaming. “Soooo You gunna share date details or it gunna be a surprise for one of you?”
“We are going to a poetry night someplace. Martin will be doing a reading.” Jon’s dread at the first part did a quick flip to excitement by the second.
“It’s going to be at a cafe that serves light meals to accompany the poets.” Martin held Jon’s hand a little tighter.
“Aaaw. That sounds like it will be lovely for you both!” Sasha held up the 20 she’d just won. “Now, I say we celebrate with ice cream. My treat since this was profit was made from your budding love. No protests. This is happening!”
“You just want ice cream.” Tim was getting his shoes on.
“You don’t? Now common!” Her shoes were on and she was out the door with Martin not far behind.
Jon stayed behind with Tim while the other two walked out of hearing range for a moment while Tim was working on tieing his boots.
“I really am sorry Tim…I just didn’t have words for it.”
“Eh, it’s whatever. From the look on your face I can tell you meant it, about us not being close or whatever. Not worth ruining a friendship over. So you know a few things...it about...?”
“Yeah. And it was always my plan to help you with revenge. I have my own grudge against them as well. I was waiting till you brought it up, or it was close to the point when it would hurt them most.”
“Good.” Tim grinned bitterly. “Don’t leave me out of the loop then.”
Jon nodded.
“Now lets catch up with the other two.” Tim took off with Jon following.
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Group convo between Daisy, Basira, and Jon
[[attached 2 photos of cats. First one is of an all black cat, with a white ear and green eyes. Second one is of a tortoiseshell with one eye green and the other brown, its face pattern doing that almost perfect split line down the nose ]]
Daisy Today at 2:05 PM
meet the siblings
Tank and Buster
Tank sounds like a monster when he purrs
Buster headbutts like a champ.Basira Today at 2:06 PM
Also making a prerogative order as a long time friend.
You are going to need to get a kitty litter box, cat dishes, bed, and kitten food.
I cleared it with your landlord. Don’t ask how.
You are also not allowed to say no but I think you won't be
[[attached is another picture, this time of a grey spotted tabby kitten whose spots look like little eyes ]]
Jon almost drops his ice cream as he set his sights on the kitten in Daisy's lap to behold it in all it's tiny glory.