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[lacuscular]

Hello,
How is everyone? Are you all sleeping well?

[ After at least three rough drafts, and one peer review by her (illiterate) roommate, Juvia has finally arrived onto the network with a post she can be proud of. ]

Juvia has been thinking. Are there any stories you all like?
Or, maybe, things from your home you want to share. It could be anything. Your favorite food, person, book, or place.
I will share something to start: Juvia would bring her guild, Fairy Tail, if she could.

Thank you

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[laveers]

I do.

I understand what you speak of.

If you tell me a funny story about one, I will share one of mine with you.

[lacuscular]

I am glad you still have him. Finding your own is very hard here!

OK. I had spent three days making a lunchbox for my beloved, but at the time I didn't know him.
Or his friends. I had just left my other guild to pursue both this handsome man and Fairy Tail.
I got really, really nervous. My hands were clammy. I was shy. So I used my water to shoot the lunchbox at his face so he couldn't ignore it.

I watched in pure agony when he refused to nourish himself on my hard work, all because it was too weird eating his own face!

[laveers]

[ She maybe didn't mean that, but Asha still chuckles as she hears this story. ]

A shame. I pray you find another, more inclined.

[ There are few greater ways to show love than the labour of one's hands. ]

[lacuscular]

[ She appreciates what she reads-- not many people understand the Struggles of her trying to win over the affection of Gray. ]

Juvia is glad you understand how committed she is. Even if I have to endure a thousand years until my beloved Gray wakes up, I will wait!!

[laveers]

[ Ah, true love. ]

He is among those who sleep?

[lacuscular]

Sadly...
Yes.

So Juvia is alone, for now, but I will still live!

[laveers]

And may you find what you seek.

Now, I owed you a story in turn.

[lacuscular]

I wish that for you, as well.

Juvia has no preference on what kind of story, so long as you enjoy telling it.

[laveers]

[ She's a sweet girl. Asha doesn't hesitate to pick something joyous to tell her about. ]

Have you ever tasted peaches?

[lacuscular]

[ Oh! Another thing someone has in common with her world.. Juvia sends a rather excited look down at her phone. ]

No.. Juvia hasn't tried a lot of things when it comes to food.
Are they good?

[laveers]

They are sweet to the taste.

I had wished to tell you a story about them, but if you have never tasted one, we must. Will you meet me in the market?

[lacuscular]

Juvia understands. Yes, I can meet you in the market. Tell me the store name, or area, and I will be there.

Will you tell me in person?

action here or log, I'm good w/ either

[laveers]

I will.

[ She has to fiddle with her phone and tells it to send a picture of the store — so Juvia gets a picture message. ]

[lacuscular]

[ moved it over to a log! c: ]