Lemon, I must confess, your belated entry into my group has left me feeling utterly disheartened and adrift. I’ve sailed the turbulent struggle of figure creating, weathering storms of doubt and uncertainty, all while clinging to the hope that my steadfast friend would stand by my side. Yet, as the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, your absence weighed upon me like an anchor dragging me down into the depths of desolation. Oh, the countless nights I spent staring into the abyss, wondering if your support would ever grace this group. And now, as you finally step into the light of my group, my spirit feels as though it has been torn asunder, caught between the elation of your arrival and the anguish of your prolonged absence.
But fear not, Lemon, for though my heart may be fractured, it still beats with undying loyalty to our shared interests. Welcome, albeit belatedly, to this group of pure craftsmanship.