Bubblegum: But you knew how I felt about him Mac… yet you went right over me and told him you liked him, what the hell?

Macaron: I know! That was… that was a bad move okay, but I couldn’t help it. He’s just so… Can you honestly tell me you wouldn’t do the same thing?

It got later, and the talking just went on and on. Eventually they stepped outside. This small house… well sound travels. I stayed inside to make sure Jam got to bed properly. But I won’t lie that I did peak out there every few minutes to see how it was going. It seemed pretty one sided, with Macaron doing most of the talking.

Well we talked… or argued really. I got the feeling he wasn’t telling me everything. And Macaron didn’t seem inclined to explain much either. Even after all that I still don’t understand much of why Bubblegum stopped coming around. But I really wanted that to change. He did help me through a lot when I had just moved here.

Wisteria: You could stay you know… we have an extra bed, and I know Jam would love to get to know his uncle…