A note book lays open on the bedside table of a rather messy living space. It's pages are rumpled, although they appear to be unused except for the entry now open. Several lipstick smears are on the cover and a single kiss on the page open with the entry. The writing is scrawled slightly haphazardly and tilts down without assistance from lines...[Excerpt from Pipicat's Journal]
Hello my dear, I'm afraid I haven't got time for anything but a kiss tonight, but I am writing, that is new! I am afraid I won't be able to see you anymore, or I might, but it won't be the same. Today a bunch of people came to the house and took me away. They were quite rude and didn't even let me finish my double date with the lamp and bulb. Bulb was being uncooperative today though, burnt my tounge when I tried to kiss it.
Anyways I'm getting off track. These people barge in and tell me to grab what ever I couldn't part with, the nerve! I had to choose between all of you! It broke my heart when I realised most of my lovers were to big to carry. I managed to grab you but they wouldn't let me take much else (you might be getting more dates than usual.) They took me to this place, the "Happy Home" and gave me this potion thingy. They say it will cure me of my love for you. I don't wanna go back so I'm going to take it. Don't worry! Nothing can break our bond that we have. Although I suggest we take a break from eachother. It won't be permanent, just for a little while 'till I can stop taking the love potion.
XOXO
