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~ That's Too Many Shovels, Guys ~
After all the shit he'd been getting from the rest of the polycule about his second divorce barely lasting the entire summer, John was relieved to be spending some time with Augustine, who surely wouldn't bring up the topic. Surely...
... so, of course, the first thing Augustine actually did was bring up exactly the topic that John was hoping to avoid.
"If you two get divorced a third time, don't think you're getting Mercy back, because I'll ask her to marry me before I'd let that happen."
John let out a heavy sigh and told him, "You'll have to get in line, because you're the fifth person who has told me that."
"Oh?" Augustine quirked an eyebrow at that. "Who were the first four?"
John ticked them off on his fingers as he answered.
"Pyrrha, Cyrus, Ulysses, and Anastasia."
"Not Cristabel?"
"Cris volunteered to be my sugar mama in the event of divorce number three."
"... yeah, that tracks."
~end~