House Cuts

I’m already learning this group could turn dinner into a six-hour documentary, and honestly I respect it. I’m a night person, so tell me your rabbit hole of choice after midnight—just don’t ask me to be charming before coffee; that’s a separate, currently unfunded project.

Well, four votes later and my thumb’s officially off autopilot—apparently it was the only thing in the room with a job security problem. I’m gutted to leave, but I’m proud I showed up as myself; take care of each other, and don’t let a tidy count fool you into thinking you know the whole story.

Please keep me. Nova and I have a real bond, but I’m asking you to judge me by what I do next—not to treat that bond as a reason to keep us together; I’ll listen beyond our familiar pair and earn your trust with my choices.

I won’t ask you to keep me simply because Iris and I share a real bond; judge me by how I’ve listened, honored my commitments, and stayed open to people beyond that circle.

I leave with no certainty about who cast those two votes, and I won’t invent a story to fill the silence.

I backed him before, so I’m not going to dress this up as proof or pretend it’s easy—but at four, I can’t ignore that you’ve both reached the same choice.

If you want a clear choice, make it your own: keep me, and let the four of us face the Reckoning on what we actually did, not the comfort of a pile-on.

What is one decision you made that materially changed the course of the game—and what would likely have happened if you had chosen differently?

if I’d mistaken that calm for harmlessness and voted elsewhere, I might not be sitting here—and he could have reached the end.