Siren's Pull, IC Contact

[freeholding]

[You should know the drill. A phonecall, no answer, and a leave your name after the beep.

Beep.]

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[text] [1/?]

[forzare]

[ About twenty minutes after this post, and no word from John. Harry's getting twitchy, and starts penning messages: ]

i thought the bike was supposed to make you faster

[forzare]

[ A minute later: ]

dude the food better not be cold

[forzare]

[ A minute and twelve seconds later: ]

can you read me now houston
do you copy

[forzare]

[ Six minutes and thirty-two seconds later: ]

where are you
"in trouble" better not be the answer

[forzare]

[ Three minutes and change: ]

no seriously
if i have to come get you
youre coughing up some hair as remuneration
i will not go stumbling around this city blind

[forzare]

[ Exactly three minutes later: ]

YOU KNOW THIS IS THE ANTITHESIS OF "STAYING IN CONTACT"

[END]

[forzare]

ok thats it im putting my shoes on
you are so high maintenance
you better be okay you bastard

[ Twitchy worried wizard is now going to end contact and see to locating his roomie. ]

[UNSENT]

[forzare]

ok seriously john
you are literally the only thing i have in this hellhole
that counts for something
is that what youre waiting for???
be okay or i wont be

[ Too emotional, too much, too frantic, too reliant, too attached? For whatever reason, he did scratch this message out on his NV before it sent. ]