XXVIII: Agitation

John was supposed to meet us in San Francisco. Instead I've received the following picture:

Along with a couple text messages:


"I think John looks good in scarlet. Don't you?"

Doesn't take any amount of brain work to figure this out. Just wish he'd put some effort into it. Poor John must be bored to tears by him. And it's not as if I don't already have enough to do.

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