hey, rom, if you’re out there — sorry i pulled a knife in the storeroom when you found out my dirty little secret. i mean, i definitely had my reasons, because getting outed would’ve put me at risk of getting sent back to ferenginar, but i do feel bad about threatening your life. especially considering that you got a lot better as time went on, and eventually you were like my brother. hope you’re doing well, you goober. -pel
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