'K! I'll let you know what happens. I left a note on Pat's door just casually saying, you know, come see Nathan and Caitlin when you get the chance, thanks, so Serafin wouldn't suspect anything if he saw it.
He's been his usual breezy, friendly self ever since, though. I seriously don't know what to make of this! He may not remember a damn thing about that night and how he said he hated us and a slew of other unforgivable things.
I just dart out of the room whenever I hear him coming, and pray that we can talk to Pat soon! We would talk to Serafin, but...he won't listen, won't change, and it would be awkward beyond words.
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