Topic: Messages

Canaan · Date: 2014-10-20 18:10 EST

Text to Cris: I just came back from a boys weekend. And when I got home, I got bombarded by women.

Text to Cris: Let's get a drink. No homo.

Crispin · Date: 2014-10-23 23:26 EST

To Cane

I'd like that.

Did you really have to specify that?

Crispin · Date: 2014-11-06 04:44 EST

To Canaan

Eat with me.

Or do you cook?

I'm told New Orleans food is a must have.

I will bring beer, regardless.

Canaan · Date: 2014-11-06 09:59 EST

Text to Cris: Cool. You bring the booze, I'll handle food.

Crispin · Date: 2014-11-18 13:15 EST

To Canaan

I confess I don't exactly know much about what there is to do in this town.

Fun wise.

But suggesting we drink together again seems repetitive.

Regardless. I know of a diner that cooks food we will both regret eating later.

Nehi · Date: 2014-11-18 20:22 EST

Text to Cane: I have a phone! Je esp?re ne pas tomber dans une autre flaque? I got your number from Harlow? of course, you know that. Anyway? hi. :)

Canaan · Date: 2014-11-19 03:51 EST

Text to Cris (8:33 am): Sweet. Anytime. I don't really work much anymore.

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Text to Nehi (8:35 am): Sorry it took me so long to reply! At least you lsot your phone in an accident. I've broken mine in anger twice in the past month.

Text to Nehi (8:36 am): Let me know when you'd like your tour. I am at your beck and call, mon cherie.

Nehi · Date: 2014-11-19 11:07 EST

Text to Cane: Twice? Mon dieu! I would suggest maybe a bit of magic to help you but I imagine that's easier said than done! Perhaps you need more hugs instead. :)
Text to Cane: How is this weekend? Is that a good time, during the day? I will see you soon I'm sure, we could talk about it then, too.
Text to Cane: Oh! Sal is fighting tonight he said. I will go! I hope I will see you! Bonne journ?e!

Canaan · Date: 2014-12-03 14:58 EST

Text to Cris: Nephilim. I think I might need your help.

Crispin · Date: 2014-12-03 19:27 EST

To Canaan

Anything. Name it.

Canaan · Date: 2014-12-04 16:19 EST

Text to Cris: Need to discuss something you're more than acquainted with. Let me know when is an appropriate time to speak with you.

Canaan · Date: 2014-12-05 19:52 EST

Text to Cris: Morning, then? Tomorrow. If you're free. My place is fine, I don't feel comfortable discussing it anywhere else.

Crispin · Date: 2014-12-05 19:57 EST

To Canaan

I'll be there.

Canaan · Date: 2014-12-16 20:05 EST

Text to Cris: Bro. What're you doing for Christmas?

Crispin · Date: 2014-12-18 01:59 EST

To Canaan

Very little, as far as I know.

But I feel as if that might change.

Later

Salome's contacts are taking longer than she'd anticipated.

Canaan · Date: 2014-12-18 03:17 EST

Text to Cris: Sal came up with the idea for an orphan Christmas...dinner...thing. I know you're not the biggest socialite, but he and I'd both like it if you came. Even for a little while. My sister will be there. Only rule if you come is you have to bring a dish that reminds you of home. Potluck style dinner. I'll send you another text with directions to Matadero--Sal's place.

Text to Cris: Thank you again for being willing to help. I guess I should send Salome a card or something. Fill it with glitter to piss her off.

Crispin · Date: 2014-12-18 04:47 EST

To Canaan

I do not understand. Will there be actual orphans at this dinner, or is that simply a phrase I'm unfamiliar with?

Also, should I attend, am I required to cook this dish?

I fear that would be disastrous.

Salome would love that. I suggest you purchase two.

Crispin · Date: 2014-12-24 16:25 EST

To Canaan

I asked Leena to come with me.

In case you've planned strippers for this evening.

Canaan · Date: 2014-12-24 16:27 EST

Text to Cris: She the one that punched you in the face? Bro, she's hot. Good on ya, man. I'll let Sal know.

Crispin · Date: 2014-12-24 16:43 EST

To Canaan

Yes, she is.

And yes. She is.

Thank you.

Canaan · Date: 2014-12-24 23:01 EST

Text to Cris: Sal will meet y'all at the gates when you arrive. He needs to formally meet her before she can get on the ground. Protections and all that.

Canaan · Date: 2014-12-27 00:40 EST

Text to Cris: Hey. What're you up to right now?

Crispin · Date: 2014-12-27 00:42 EST

To Canaan

Mourning my regrettable lack of any such suitable drinking vessel for whiskey.

You?

Canaan · Date: 2014-12-27 00:45 EST

Text to Cris: Let me buy you a couple of nice lowball glasses. We can break them in.

Crispin · Date: 2014-12-27 00:46 EST

To Canaan

You're very kind. I've nothing at the moment but a damnable mug with a bumblebee flitting around.

It's rather depressing.

What is the occasion?

Canaan · Date: 2014-12-27 00:49 EST

Text to Cris: Love, don't you know? ****ing love. I've the night to myself. You can bring your whiskey here if you want or give me directions to your place.

Crispin · Date: 2014-12-27 00:51 EST

To Canaan

I'll bring two bottles.

Would it be entirely moronic to ask how you are holding up?

Canaan · Date: 2014-12-27 00:55 EST

Text to Cris: No. But as usual, I don't know what the **** I'm doing.

Crispin · Date: 2014-12-27 00:59 EST

To Canaan

Rarely anyone does in this matter.

Give me ten minutes, I will be there.

Crispin · Date: 2014-12-28 21:29 EST

To Canaan

I meant to ask you before, but the timing seemed crass.

How is your Abyssal problem?

Canaan · Date: 2014-12-28 21:43 EST

Text to Cris: I haven't seen him since the night he touched Sal. I'm loathe to jinx myself, but I wonder if his wifey finally tightened the leash. She told Sal that what was between him and Roan was 'squashed'...whatever that means.

Text to Cris: I want it to be over. But I'm afraid it's just another part of the game.

Crispin · Date: 2014-12-29 01:15 EST

To Canaan

And I am loath to tell you anything that will falsely raise your expectations.

From what I understand, Abyssals are very near to Greater Demons in their ferocity, potency, and kill-ability.

In that it would more than likely be less than impossible to do so with any permanency. Wound, yes. Banish, perhaps, for a limited period of time. But once that time is over, they will more than likely return.

I will ask Salome to send you what she's discovered, and her contact list, should you have the desire to get in touch with them yourself. I'm sure they'll not mind.

In the meantime, I believe it prudent not to trust his "wifey's" word wholeheartedly. Do what it is you can to protect yourself, and him. Call in your favors. I doubt that I will be much aid to you in this matter, Canaan, but you know that you may call upon me whenever you've the need.

I'm sorry that I could not give you more pleasant or comforting news.

Do not lose hope.

Carson Nash · Date: 2015-01-01 16:18 EST

Text to Canaan: Here's to another ****ing year, yeah? I thought you were going to be here to ring in the new year.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-01 16:27 EST

Text to Nash: Those plans fell through. I didn't know you were going to be there.

Carson Nash · Date: 2015-01-01 16:30 EST

Text to Canaan: You missed a hell of a show.

Text to Canaan: Come have a drink with me.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-01 16:31 EST

Text to Nash: When and where?

Carson Nash · Date: 2015-01-01 16:34 EST

Text to Canaan: Hotel de la Paix. Come tonight. Mags is here. So is Ana.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-01 16:43 EST

Text to Nash: I have a date tonight and plans after.

Carson Nash · Date: 2015-01-01 16:46 EST

Text to Canaan: Then come for the weekend. You can fill me in on the details Petra didn't have.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-01 16:53 EST

Text to Nash: I could use a vacation. I'll be there in the morning.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-07 01:42 EST

Text to Cris: I saw y'all tonight. You and your girl. Everything ok?

Crispin · Date: 2015-01-07 01:53 EST

To Canaan

In the ways that matter, yes.

But. If you have time, may I discuss something with you?

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-07 01:58 EST

Text to Cris: Of course. You need to talk right now? Or meet up tomorrow or something?

Crispin · Date: 2015-01-07 02:01 EST

To Canaan

Tomorrow will be fine. I guarantee you I'll be more articulate.

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?

Thank you.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-07 02:04 EST

Text to Cris: No thanks needed, friend. Talk to you soon. Don't do anything stupid tonight.

Crispin · Date: 2015-01-07 02:07 EST

To Canaan

Impossible. She'll not let me.

How is Sabine?

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-07 02:15 EST

Text to Cris: Oh good, you're not alone. She's fine for now. But that's a story for another time. I'm not alone tonight, either, so I'll talk to you tomorrow.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-07 16:37 EST

Text to Petra: Holy shit, if this is not Petra's cell phone, then I am doomed for life.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-07 16:39 EST

Text to Micah: Micah???

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-07 16:40 EST

Text to Petra: Be still, my heart. Petra, my love!

Petra · Date: 2015-01-07 16:44 EST

Text to Micah: Holy ****! Where the hell did you come from?! It's been months! Years!!
Text to Micah: I've missed you, mon amour!!!

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-07 16:47 EST

Text to Petra: I was off doing a thing, but I came back a few months ago and they said you left! To RhyDin?
Text to Petra: I'm so glad this is you. I've texted about twelve numbers. And let me tell you, strangers aren't fans of getting a picture of my dick at 2 AM.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-07 16:50 EST

Text to Micah: Yeah, I'm here with Cane. It's not quite home but it's better than the alternative.
Text to Micah: They are but fools, unaware of what perfection looks like. Either that or they're just jealous.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-07 16:53 EST

Text to Petra: Ahhh, the brother. Gotcha, gotcha. And yes- I heard a little bit about what went down. Just one sided and not much, but I'm glad you're there if you're safe.
Text to Petra: But that's depressing and no one wants that shit. So guess what?

Petra · Date: 2015-01-07 16:56 EST

Text to Micah: Awwwww, I love it when you show you care.
Text to Micah: Yeah, I'll tell you all about it some other time.
Text to Micah: What?
Text to Micah: If it's a picture of your dick, I'm going to stop texting you.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-07 17:02 EST

Text to Petra: No. We had a talk about this, remember? I'm a stone cold killer.
Text to Petra: And damn it, fine. You're lucky you don't have that snap chat nonsense the kids are using, otherwise you'd be getting dick flashes nonstop.
Text to Petra: Oh, and I am going to be in RhyDin soon.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-07 17:09 EST

Text to Micah: Oh, right. I'm sworn to secrecy about those countless mornings I found you cuddled up on my couch with Ras and Fant?me and Belle, aren't I?
Text to Micah: What are you talking about? You used to send me dick pictures all the time! Something tells me that my phone's going to start blowing up with them again now that you're back around.
Text to Micah: Wait. What?! You're coming here. To Rhydin? Are you ****ing me???

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-07 17:12 EST

Text to Petra: I've grown, Petra, in the time we've been apart. You can share my secret. It's pretty ingenious, actually- I used those cats to my advantage. They were like little furry heaters. So I would huddle around them when I was too drunk to find a blanket.
Text to Petra: No, I am not fucking kidding you. I'm 100% positive and non-kidding that I'm coming for a visit.
Text to Petra: And you know I'll be drinking, so prepare your couch.
Text to Petra: And your cats.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-07 17:18 EST

Text to Micah: Right, of course. Unfortunately for you, I can talk to my cats. But don't worry, the truth is safe with me.
Text to Micah: Mon amour, you couldn't have made me happier. I can't wait to see you!
Text to Micah: Belle says she can't either. Jealous thing.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-07 17:23 EST

Text to Petra: I forgot about that trick of yours. Those bastard cats, telling my snuggly secrets!
Text to Petra: You've made me happy with your excitement to see me.
Text to Petra: And all joking aside, I've missed you and I'm really looking forward to seeing you.
Text to Petra: I'll expect some sideboob, at least.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-07 17:29 EST

Text to Micah: Keep me updated and travel safe. I've really missed you too and can't wait until you're here.
Text to Micah: All the sideboob you want, chevalier.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-07 17:32 EST

Text to Petra: SWEET. And I will. Shouldn't be too far off. Be safe and text me any time.
Text to Petra: Love ya, etoile.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-07 17:44 EST

Text to Micah: Love you, too.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-07 18:33 EST

Text to Micah: Petra said she got dick pics. Where's mine, bro?

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-07 18:35 EST

Text to Cane: I'm waiting to give you yours in person, stud.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-07 19:00 EST

Text to Micah: Awesome.

Text to Micah: So I'm not exactly stupid, Mike. When did you get tangled up with Henri's coven?

Text to Micah: I know you aren't coming just because you miss my sister.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-07 20:01 EST

Text to Cane: I fucking hate when you call me that.
Text to Cane: And times are tough, dude. I can't watch my own back all the time. Had to suck it up and buddy up with someone, and why not with people who understand where I'm coming from?
Text to Cane: Why, anyway? I thought you guys were friends or something.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-07 20:04 EST

Text to Micah: I know, that's why I do it. :)

Text to Micah: We are, but covens require certain loyalties I never pegged you for chancing. Not a bad thing, I am just surprised.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-07 20:06 EST

Text to Cane: Well, hey. I guess I'm full of surprises.
Text to Cane: Henri's a good guy, though. As good as you can be, anyway. I respect him, and that's a fuck of a lot more than I can say for half the douche bags I know.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-07 20:07 EST

Text to Micah: Which half am I in?

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-07 20:11 EST

Text to Cane: You've dabbled in the douche bag half but haven't we all? You're solid.
Text to Cane: And if she hasn't already figured it out, could you avoid telling Petra that I'm coming as part of that retinue? Sort of deflates the joy if she thinks that it's because of trouble.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-07 20:14 EST

Text to Micah: She doesn't have a ****ing clue. But I won't say anything unless she asks. You know how I roll.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-07 20:15 EST

Text to Cane: I do indeed.
Text to Cane: And if it's of any interest, I didn't mention to Henri you were there. I love surprises.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-07 20:19 EST

Text to Micah: It's about to get very interesting here, that's for sure.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-07 20:22 EST

Text to Cane: You said it.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-08 13:16 EST

Text to Petra: Hey. I'm down at Marie Laveau's House of Voodoo (such a cheesy name) in the Quarter
Text to Petra: I'm hanging out with Mr. Bones. Image Attached
Text to Petra: Do you need me to pick you up anything?

Harlow · Date: 2015-01-08 18:47 EST

Text to Helene: Helene, it's Harlow.
Text to Helene: I am going to require your assistance for something very important.

Text to Osse: Did you have anything to do with this group being sent here?

Helene Dreaux · Date: 2015-01-08 18:49 EST

Text to Harlow: Where do I need to be and when?

Harlow · Date: 2015-01-08 18:51 EST

Text to Helene: The need is not immediate, but within the week, if you're not previously engaged.

Helene Dreaux · Date: 2015-01-08 18:54 EST

Text to Harlow: My ends are never loose and my engagements are minimal. Light a beacon, I will find you.

Osse Labastille · Date: 2015-01-08 19:41 EST

Text to Harlow: Non. I had nothing to do with that. But I can't deny that it amuses me a little that they're bothering. You must have made a name for yourself, sister.
Text to Harlow: And before you ask, yes I will be coming. Before them. They won't know I'm there, though, and neither will you. Unless I decide I need to step in.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-08 22:48 EST

Text to Micah: Mon dieu, tell me you actually asked someone to take that picture for you.
Text to Micah: Do you still remember my favorites? It'll be like a game, let's see if you do.
Text to Micah: And no, just bringing yourself doesn't count.
Text to Micah: Well, maybe as extra credit.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-09 10:48 EST

Text to Petra: Maybe I had someone take it, maybe I have a log of pictures of myself, waiting for the opportunity to share them.
Text to Petra: Just kidding, I had the clerk take it. Just for you. But don't worry, I gave her a kiss as payment.
Text to Petra: A game, hmm? Alright. Let's see if I remember. And you know I always did like extra credit.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-09 12:36 EST

Text to Micah: Feel free to get creative. I like giving you points.
Text to Micah: Also, I've got a chair in a parlor here. Got any room for something new? It'll be just like old times.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-09 12:46 EST

Text to Petra: In fact, I DO! I've been saving a spot, just for you.
Text to Petra: Glad to hear you are still doing that. Something sane in the insanity, eh?

Petra · Date: 2015-01-09 12:54 EST

Text to Micah: Yeah, I needed to start doing something for me. I was missing it, and someone here reminded me of that.
Text to Micah: Awww, just one?

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-09 13:01 EST

Text to Petra: No, not just one.
Text to Petra: My body is yours.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-09 13:24 EST

Text to Micah: Oh, chevalier. I've missed you.
Text to Micah: How much longer do I have to wait?

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-09 13:33 EST

Text to Petra: Supposedly next week. Toward the beginning.
Text to Petra: I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to jump ship and go early.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-09 13:51 EST

Text to Micah: Well... Can you?
Text to Micah: I figure you're coming with Henri and his entourage. A friend of mine told me about it. Harlow. I'm sure you know of her.
Text to Micah: You know you have a place to stay until the rest of them show up. Not that I'm trying to tempt you or anything.
Text to Micah: But you do have someone new you have to meet. Image Attached

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-09 13:57 EST

Text to Petra: Holy shit, that thing is adorable.
Text to Petra: I'll raise you one. Image Attached
Text to Petra: And, yeah. It's part of that group. I'll tell you more about it.
Text to Petra: When I get there early. Cuz you know I love your couches.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-09 14:09 EST

Text to Micah: Meet Lady. She says hi, and that she can't wait to love all over you.
Text to Micah: Okay, she actually said "shed all over you", but I think that's cat-speak for "love".
Text to Micah: Mon dieu! Please tell me that little cutie is coming too?
Text to Micah: You just made my day, chevalier. I can't wait to show you the smile you've given me.
Text to Micah: Prepare yourself for lipstick kisses.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-09 14:14 EST

Text to Petra: I live for that smile.
Text to Petra: That's Anu. He will be coming if the cats don't object.
Text toe Petra: I'll call you when I get there, beautiful.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-09 14:20 EST

Text to Micah: Of course they won't object. The more things to cuddle with, the better. Besides, if he's coming with you, they'll love him.
Text to Micah: I'll be waiting.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-11 03:43 EST

Text to Petra: Hey, you up? Just wanted to let you know I'm not coming back to your place tonight.
Text to Petra: Gonna hang with Cane tonight. Reminisce. Get high. You know the drill.
Text to Petra: Also, I played spin the bottle. I got action from a girl that has dinosaurs. Can you believe that? This town is so welcoming.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-11 03:58 EST

Text to Cane: Dude? your closet is a fucking mess.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-11 04:00 EST

Text to Micah: Da fuq? I thought you were in the bathroom

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-11 04:01 EST

Text to Cane: I was, but then I went the wrong way. I should have gone toward the light, but you know neither of us is good at that. So then I was in your room.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-11 04:02 EST

Text to Micah: Why are you texting me? Are you still lost? Do you need help?

Petra · Date: 2015-01-11 04:02 EST

Text to Micah: Dinosaurs? Well, ****. Welcome to Rhydin!
Text to Micah: I'm glad you and Cane are still getting along. Just one favor? Don't screw him.
Text to Micah: I need one person here who hasn't slept with him. I'd like for that to be you.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-11 04:05 EST

Text to Petra: I'm not going to bang your brother, don't worry.
Text to Petra: He's not my type. Although he's got a nice ass.
Text to Petra: I'm in his closet right now but not IN his CLOSET, if you know what I mean.

Text to Cane: Why do you have a unicorn mask in here, dude?
Text to Cane: And a sparkly red thong?
Text to Cane: It's like a little mini Bourbon Street.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-11 04:11 EST

Text to Micah: Halloween, bro.
Text to Micah: As for the thong...you know I used to strip. Don't hate.
Text to Micah: Oh **** that reminds me. Mardi gras next month.
Text to Micah: Get out of my closet you ****!

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-11 04:13 EST

Text to Cane: But I like it in here. It feels like home.
Text to Cane: Smells like balls and liquor.
Text to Cane: And yes. We should Mardi Gras this place up.
Text to Cane: With thongs.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-11 04:16 EST

Text to Micah: Hold on. I'm coming in there too.
Text to Micah: You dumb ****
Text to Micah: Evelyn wanted to **** your brains out and you'd rather sit in my closet.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-11 04:20 EST

Text to Cane: She wanted to kiss, that was for sure. Which is totally cool. Cuz we did. I might add. Twice. And then I'm going to make out with your sister.
Text to Cane: And I came for some quality time with YOU, fuck wad.
Text to Cane: No, don't come get me! I'm a grown ass man!
Text to Cane: But I am going to wear this horse mask out.
Text to Cane: As long as no one has jizzed in it.
Text to Cane: Neigh.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-11 04:24 EST

Text to Micah: No, she wanted to bang you all night.
Text to Micah: And let me tell you, you're missing out.
Text to Micah: Just saying.
Text to Micah: We could have both been getting ****ed.
Text to Micah: But you wanted to bro it up.
Text to Micah: Why man?
Text to Micah: Holy **** that mask is ****ing scary.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-11 04:29 EST

Text to Cane: Did you have sex with her?
Text to Cane: Is there anyone you HAVEN'T had sex with?
Text to Cane: I'm changing your name to Sprain instead of Cane because you must be sore as fuck.
Text to Cane: Also, don't break my heart. I came here because I love you. If you prefer we can put the drugs away, hold hands and talk about our fears and feelings. And swap Sunday dinner recipes. For after church and our Reading to the Blind group.
Text to Cane: And, actually, yes, this mask is terrifying and I hate it.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-11 04:33 EST

Text to Micah: This is a big place. I can't possible have slept with everyone, even in two years.
Text to Micah: Don't break my heart he says. YOU COULD HAVE BEEN GETTING LAID BRO.
Text to Micah: I'm going to text you until that mask comes off.
Text to Micah: Its staring at me like it wants to eat my face.
Text to Micah: I could be kissing a hot Spanish guy
Text to Micah: And instead i'm unde the coffee table
Text to Micah: I found a button

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-11 04:39 EST

Text to Cane: Oh, shut your fucking face, you'll be kissing a hot Spanish guy tomorrow. You can suffer with me until then, I swear it won't kill you.
Text to Cane: Unless I become a unicorn with rabies. Can unicorns get rabies?
Text to Cane: If wearing this horse head is the only way to get texts from you, then so be it.
Text to Cane: Except later. I'm taking it off because it's hard to text and breath. And I can't eat lollipops through it.
Text to Cane: Lucky! I usually only find pennies when I'm under the coffee table. Or old food. I'm joining you.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-11 04:47 EST

Text to Micah: It will kill me! He might put me down.
Text to Micah: Nah it's cool man. He's a chill guy.
Text to Micah: Haha no he's not but i love that
Text to Micah: he doesn't really care that i want to hang with you
Text to Micah: i loveyou man!
Text to Micah: Bring a blanket. We'll make a tent.
Text to Micah: Fill it up with smoke. We can get so ****ing baked

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-11 04:51 EST

Text to Cane: I doubt he'd put you down. Oh, wait, unless it was face down on a bed. ZING! Sorry, had to throw that in.
Text to Cane: But all joking- you guys seem good together. This is good improvement for you, Mr. Devillier. Gold star.
Text to Cane: You're a fucking genius. Hotbox a blanket fort.
Text to Cane: I knew I loved you for a reason.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-11 04:54 EST

Text to Micah: You mean it's not because I'm gorgeous?

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-11 04:56 EST

Text to Cane: Not just that. Mostly that, but not JUST.
Text to Cane: I also like your calm and rational demeanor.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-11 04:59 EST

Text to Micah: I love you for your honesty.
Text to Micah: Very few people can say
Text to Micah: Oh hey it's dark in here now
Text to Micah: I forgot what I was going to say
Text to Micah: Don't come in here with that mask i'll kill you

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-11 05:01 EST

Text to Cane: I wanted to hear that, it sounded deep and a friendship builder.
Text to Cane: Why's it dark? Use magic. I can't be trusted with matches right now.
Text to Cane: I'm not wearing it! It started to freak me out, too.
Text to Cane: But I did wrap myself up in this blanket like a burrito.
Text to Cane: Me gusta slumber parties.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-11 05:04 EST

Text to Micah: IF you have the blanket then why is it dark?
Text to Micah: holy **** were my eyes closed?
Text to Micah: what was in that **** we snorted?
Text to Micah: I'm going to bed before i die or something

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-11 05:07 EST

Text to Cane: Your eyes were totally closed.
Text to Cane: I think I'm getting heart palpitations.
Text to Cane: I'm coming now. We're sleeping under the table. It's the safest place from that unicorn.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-12 02:54 EST

Text to Micah: You better not be banging my sister. I'm coming over to crash there for the night.

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Text to Petra: Please don't be having sex. I'm coming over. Lock up the zoo.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-12 11:52 EST

Text to Cane: Too late. Already did.
Text to Cane: Last night. We're ok again until the sexual tension gets too high.
Text to Cane: I'm staying with her, so I'll just make sure and sleep in her bed so you can have the couch.
Text to Cane: Because I am your friend, and I care.

Text to Petra:: Sooo... am I not supposed to tell Cane I slept with you?
Text to Petra:: Again?
Text to Petra:: Cuz I already did.
Text to Petra:: :razz:

Petra · Date: 2015-01-12 16:48 EST

Text to Cane: What's wrong? Did something happen?
Text to Cane: Because I love you so much, I'll make sure not to be naked when you arrive. Or having sex.
Text to Cane: I'm working tonight so if I'm not home, just let yourself in. Micah might be there.

Text to Micah: I'm surprised you waited so long. Was it good timing? I'm guessing since he requested me to not be having sex when he shows up.
Text to Micah: Which makes me want to be.
Text to Micah: Do you know if something happened? He hasn't stayed over in awhile.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-12 16:59 EST

Text to Petra: I know he's starting to MODEL.
Text to Petra: MODEL! Can you believe that? I hope your opinion of your own good looks won't drop because of it.
Text to Petra: And I don't thinks so? I spent most of the day so far with him and he seemed fine.
Text to Petra: I could help you with the naked and having sex part, though.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-12 17:07 EST

Text to Micah: Are you kidding? We all know that I'm the attractive one.
Text to Micah: You're so helpful. Does this mean you're sleeping in my bed tonight? Couch space and all that.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-12 17:15 EST

Text to Petra: Your bed. If that's alright.
Text to Petra: I could snuggle with Cane on the couch, but I wouldn't fit next to his fat ass.

Text to Henri: What day are you scheduled to arrive? So I can make sure and get rid of any bodies.
Text to Henri: I'm kidding. That was called a joke.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-12 17:23 EST

Text to Micah: The cats would get jealous.
Text to Micah: If you get there before I do, make sure to leave me room.
Text to Micah: Actually, don't. I want to find a way to fit.

Henri · Date: 2015-01-12 17:28 EST

Text to Micah: Yes, I understood it was a joke. You are hilariously appropriate, Micah, as always.
Text to Micah: I am taking care of something but I hope to arrive mid-week.
Text to Micah: Let it be known if you are causing trouble, I am not going to be pleased.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-12 17:31 EST

Text to Petra: You'll always fit, doll.
Text to Petra: But just in case you don't, you can just shove me over.

Text to Henri: I'm not! Causing trouble, that is. Not yet, at least.
Text to Henri: And if I do, it won't be related to your little shindig, so relax.
Text to Henri: Hey, will you tell Ansen to suck my dick? Thanks, buddy. :smile:

Petra · Date: 2015-01-12 17:38 EST

Text to Micah: I have a better idea, but thanks for the suggestion. I'll use it as a last resort.
Text to Micah: Also, because I'm curious. Does Harlow know you're already here?

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-12 17:40 EST

Text to Petra: Oh, yeah? What's your idea?
Text to Petra: I honestly have no idea. I'm about to go look up one of her coven members, though. She was the only one I could find.
Text to Petra: I don't think I'm supposed to be talking to anyone, but how often do I follow the rules?

Petra · Date: 2015-01-12 17:46 EST

Text to Micah: It would spoil the fun to tell you. But just as a hint, Cane will probably hate us both for it.
Text to Micah: Who? I know one of them, I think. And you never do. That's half the reason I love you.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-12 17:51 EST

Text to Petra: Oh, Cane's going to hate us? Be still my heart! You know I love fucking with him.
Text to Petra: A whole half? You must like the bad boys.
Text to Petra: Her name is Xander. Apparently from Europe originally. Harlow's second in command, I guess?

Petra · Date: 2015-01-12 17:56 EST

Text to Micah: You and me both. I wouldn't be a good sister if I didn't try for sibling hatred every now and then.
Text to Micah: Of course I do. I like you, don't I? Then again, you're special. The other bad boys only get a quarter.
Text to Micah: I've heard of her, never met her. Good luck, be careful.
Text to Micah: Keep the bed warm.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-12 18:04 EST

Text to Petra: Awww, you like me? LIKE? Pfft, you love me, don't lie.
Text to Petra: I'll keep it toasty warm. And I'll be careful. See you tonight. Fino ad allora, bella ragazza.

Text to Rekah: Queen Rekah! It's your arch nemesis. I stole your number from Cane.
Text to Rekah: Mwaahahaaaaa.

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-12 18:36 EST

Text to Micah (299:333) Clyde, I told you no we can't. It's against the rules. Our love is forbidden.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-12 18:50 EST

Text to Rekah: Clyde?! You have more than one arch nemesis? Here I thought I was special.
Text to Rekah: It's Micah. But if you just named me Clyde, then you're Bonnie.

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-12 18:58 EST

Text to Micah (300:001) You're my best arch nemesis,Clyde. I don't want to be called Bonnie. Okay. I'll be Clyde you can be Bonnie.
It's just not meant to be.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-12 19:20 EST

Text to Petra: Shoot girl. Mike got you off your game much? I was over last night, genius. I guess early morning, but whatever.

Text to Petra: What I need is a giant mansion where everyone can live. A commune. That's what I need.

Text to Petra: Then I'll quit crashing your place when mine's empty.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-12 20:07 EST

Text to Rekah: Ok, I like that, Clyde. And I'm glad I'm #1 nemesis.
Text to Rekah: Because if I wasn't, I'd have to kill #1 and usurp their position.

Text to Cane: You think maybe we should have a chat about my place in the coven before ol' Henri gets here?
Text to Cane: I ask because you gave me The Face.

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-12 20:51 EST

Text to Micah (301:045) Bonnie, I keep telling you our love just isn't meant to be. We are going to the beach tomorrow. Don't wear pants.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-12 21:52 EST

Text to Cane: You know me, fr?re. I don't like feeling crowded.
Text to Cane: I have missed seeing you, though.
Text to Cane: Have you heard anything more about Henri and his crew? And congrats on the modeling thing.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-13 01:51 EST

Text to Rekah: I'll keep trying until our love is realized!
Text to Rekah: Tomorrow, beach, pantsless. Got it.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-13 02:25 EST

Text to Petra: Thanks, Reine. I haven't heard anything other than they're coming sometime this week. But I need to have a chat with Micah about that.
Text to Petra: I need another tattoo. On my leg, I think.

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Text to Micah: Hey dip****.
Text to Micah: Yeah, we should talk. I just don't want trouble, you know?
Text to Micah: But we should go over some details before Henri gets here.

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-13 10:06 EST

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (001:023) Beach, today, still no pants.

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (001:025) You are a little upthunder.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-13 11:47 EST

Text to Cane: I'm trying to avoid trouble. More or less. You know how it goes.
Text to Cane: But, seriously, yes. Let's talk. Maybe after the beach.

Text to Rekah/Clyde: I'm just waiting, pantsless, by the door. I bet I'm going to scare the mailman.
Text to Rekah/Clyde: I don't know what an upthunder is, but I am choosing to take that as a compliment.

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-13 13:16 EST

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (213:546) The mailman usually just throws the mail and runs. You will be ok. You have skinny legs.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-13 15:58 EST

Text to Clyde/Rekah: They're not 'skinny'. They're agile!
Text to Clyde/Rekah: I think I'm going to try and scare him on purpose. Any costume ideas?

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-13 16:58 EST

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (428:558) They are skinny. like a baby horse.

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (428:560) dress like chicken. mailmen are scared of chickens.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-13 17:29 EST

Text to Clyde/Rekah: Chicken. I like it. Now I just have to find a costume.
Text to Clyde/Rekah: Evidently I have the right kind of legs for it.

Text to Petra: Are you working late tonight?

Petra · Date: 2015-01-13 18:25 EST

Text to Cane: Whenever you want, just let me know. My chair is always yours.

Text to Micah: I have a few scheduled appointments, but I shouldn't be too late so long as there aren't any drunk walk-ins. Or if Cane doesn't want a new tattoo.
Text to Micah: Why, what's up?

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-13 18:30 EST

Text to Petra: Got a weird feeling. Gonna follow it a bit.
Text to Petra: I'll be back in time to bring you dinner, though. Thai?

Petra · Date: 2015-01-13 18:35 EST

Text to Micah: You know my heart's very desires. Thai is perfect.
Text to Micah: Something bad? Be careful, chevalier. This city is strange.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-13 18:41 EST

Text to Petra: Just something seems off. Just heard there's some vampire wandering around? Anais? Evidently Harlow knows her or something. I don't know. But the last thing I want is my friends to show up and get killed.
Text to Petra: Thai it is, etoile. I have a surprise for you, too.

Helene Dreaux · Date: 2015-01-13 19:03 EST

Text to Harlow: I found you. Can you see me?

Petra · Date: 2015-01-13 19:42 EST

Text to Micah: Some of the vampires here are vicious, others not. I don't think they have a problem with witches but, there so many, it's really hard to say.
Text to Micah: A surprise? For me? Do I get a hint?

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-13 20:05 EST

Text to Petra: Well, we'll see soon here, won't we?
Text to Petra: You can wear it. That's your only hint.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-14 01:01 EST

Text to Micah: If you say it's a pearl necklace, I'm going to smack you.
Text to Micah: Three drunks just walked into the parlor. One of them wants a tattoo of my rack.
Text to Micah: I'll be home in a little over an hour. I hope you're still awake, and that the Thai is still warm.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-14 11:23 EST

Text to Petra: Ha! I wasn't thinking about that, even as a joke! But that's hilarious.
Text to Petra: Are you gonna do it? I'd get a tattoo of your tits, they're glorious.
Text to Petra: We'll both be warm and ready to go, the Thai and me.

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-14 11:24 EST

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (600:010): Did you find the surprise I left in your shoe?

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (600:011): It's not cat poop.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-14 18:56 EST

Text to Clyde/Rekah: No! I had another pair of shoes on.
Text to Clyde/Rekah: What was it?

Harlow · Date: 2015-01-14 18:57 EST

Text to Helene: Where are you? I thought I sensed you, but then it was gone. Are you sightseeing?

Helene Dreaux · Date: 2015-01-14 19:12 EST

Text to Harlow: I'm just getting familiar with things. I found a cozy little Inn with bad lighting.

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-14 20:31 EST

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (823:567): It's not a surprise if I tell you.

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (823:577): It's not pancakes either.

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (002:987):
don't eat them. http://i.imgur.com/LJ2DNjb.png

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-15 11:41 EST

Text to Clyde/Rekah: But they look so tasty!
Text to Clyde/Rekah: I won't eat them.
Text to Clyde/Rekah: Thank you. I love them.
Text to Clyde/Rekah: Unless they're going to explode and kill me. Then I can't say thank you.

Text to Petra: Hypothetically... if someone wanted to dispose of a body in this place, what would be the best course of action?
Text to Petra: Bodies don't always turn to dust, you know. That's a myth.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-15 12:20 EST

Text to Micah: That was fast. Not that I'm exactly surprised, or disappointed. Who was it?
Text to Micah: As much as I enjoy getting my brother's hands dirty... you might want to ask him. I've the feeling he and Sal have better experience with that sort of thing.
Text to Micah: Just don't bring it home.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-15 12:24 EST

Text to Petra: I don't know. The whole situation was weird. It's why I didn't come back last night.
Text to Petra: I won't bring it home. I'll tell you all about it when I'm back.

Text to Cane: Hey, buddy.
Text to Cane: Have I ever told you how handsome you are?
Text to Cane: And talented?
Text to Cane: Do you want to help me get rid of a body?

Petra · Date: 2015-01-15 12:31 EST

Text to Micah: I'm off early tonight. I'll have food waiting.

Text to Harlow: Any chance we can talk sometime soon?

Harlow · Date: 2015-01-15 12:33 EST

Text to Petra: I'm free tonight or tomorrow. Are you alright?

Petra · Date: 2015-01-15 12:34 EST

Text to Harlow: Yes, just wanted to pick your head about some things.
Text to Harlow: Do you know an Anais?

Harlow · Date: 2015-01-15 12:38 EST

Text to Petra: Yes. Do not get involved with her if you can help it.
Text to Petra: We can meet any time, any place, if it has to do with her.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-15 12:42 EST

Text to Harlow: It's a friend. But if it involves him, it involves me.
Text to Harlow: I'm waiting on someone tonight, so tomorrow will work. I'll text you.

Harlow · Date: 2015-01-15 12:43 EST

Text to Petra: I'll be waiting for your text before I do anything else.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-15 12:52 EST

Text to Micah: You're probably busy chopping off limbs but, I messaged Harlow. We're going to talk tomorrow. She said to avoid Anais if at all possible.
Text to Micah: I didn't tell her it involved you.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-15 13:04 EST

Text to Petra: Thanks, doll. I appreciate it. The last thing I need is Henri to get wind of it before I can tell him.
Text to Petra: If I have to tell him, that is. If not, I won't.
Text to Petra: Thank you for your help. I love your face.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-15 13:06 EST

Text to Micah: Anything for you.

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-15 13:25 EST

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (356:888): They might explode. Why would you want to eat marbles? You will break a tooth!

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (356:902): On a scale of one to toast how much do you like cake?

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-15 13:31 EST

5:08am

"Hey, handsome," he was relatively quick to answer- after three rings.

"Can you talk?" Asked the Cajun groggily.

"Yes, if you've got something I want to hear."

"Da **** didja do?"

"It wasn't my fault! Honest. I'd tell you if it was. I got attacked. ****ing vampire."

Canaan rolled over and the bed creaked. "Oh. Well. In dat case, good job..."

A laugh came through then. "I really wasn't intending to. I didn't have a choice. You should ****ing see me, I look like ****." A slight rustling on the other end. "Anyway, this is terrible timing. I've gotta get rid of this ****. I was going to cut the head off and then toss him, mob-style, but then I figured I better check with you. About rules."

"Mm." A few moments of silence while the Cajun thinks. "Dat's an option, yeah. But if ya don' wan' any chance 'a gettin' caught...I can ask Sal. He's...well, he can handle it."

"Are you sure?" Sounded skeptical. "I mean... I know you're sure. You know him. But I don't think he's too fond of me. I don't know why he'd want to help."

More silence, the end of which was marked by a muffled click. "Yeah. He'll help. Where y'all at?"

"I don't want to involve anyone that doesn't want to be involved. I can get rid of it myself- I've done it enough times. I just wasn't sure, with all the rampant chaos and magic here, what the best course was. I'd prefer the body to be gone completely, though. I'd appreciate the help, but I'm a big boy."

Canaan snorted and the bed creaked again. "It's fine. It's what 'e does, Mike. Jes' tell me where yer at, bro. We're leavin' now. I'll take a look at'cha an' Sal can take care 'a da body."

"I'm going to let you call me Mike, but only because you're helping. I'm at the docks, the seediest alley of all time. You'll find me."

CLICK.

Delahada · Date: 2015-01-15 13:36 EST

Text to Canaan around 7:30ish: Its done. Next one costs him

Harlow · Date: 2015-01-15 16:32 EST

Text to Helene: I do have a room if you are interested. Just so that you know you do not have to stay somewhere with bad lighting.
Text to Helene: Things are moving. Do you remember Nehivena? She is who I would like you to keep an eye on. I fear she may be caught up as she was before.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-15 16:35 EST

Text to Clyde/Rekah: I don't want to eat marbles- that would definitely break my teeth. And I need them.
Text to Clyde/Rekah: Like ABOVE the level of toast. Cake is delicious.

Helene Dreaux · Date: 2015-01-15 18:35 EST

Text to Harlow: I love the bad lighting, more shadows for me to play in. Nehivena, I remember her. Do you want my presence known to her?

Text to Harlow: Do you ever go to the Red Dragon Inn? I heard that it was a popular gathering spot.

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-15 21:13 EST

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (745:011): You could get fake teeth. Fake vampire teeth. Or werewolf teeth. Bat teeth.

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (745:021): good. you should like cake. you can watch me eat a cake tomorrow. I might share a piece.

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (745:025): This means you ahve to come visit me tomorrow.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-16 11:09 EST

Text to Clyde/Rekah: Maybe bat teeth. I'm not too fond of vampires, but bats are good!
Text to Clyde/Rekah: I will certainly come visit you, to watch you eat cake, and hope I get a nibble. Where shall I come find you, Queen Rekah?

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-16 12:07 EST

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (389:965): Bats are okay, I guess.

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (389:986): Oh. I don't know where I am. But, this cake is going to be great. I get lost a lot, literally. I don't know where I am.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-16 12:23 EST

Text to Clyde/Rekah: I'm going to come find you. It'll be like a game of hide and seek.

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-16 12:30 EST

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (888:001): http://41.media.tumblr.com/31ec9ec8c5a5cd941875b080e575a5c1/tumblr_nia5jcIU4g1thfeewo1_500.jpg

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (888:002): There's your hint.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-16 13:04 EST

Text to Harlow: Where would you like to meet? I'm off today so, whenever you are available.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-16 16:07 EST

Text to Clyde/Rekah: On my way.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-16 18:25 EST

Text to Petra (5:17 pm): So I've got an idea that I need to run past you. I still want that tattoo I was telling you about earlier--the wasted time one.

Text to Petra (5:18 pm): But I want to make some special ink. Need to pick your brain.

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-16 22:02 EST

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (111:598): i broke my arm today and got a knife thrown at me.

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (111:608): i'm a bad ***.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-16 22:56 EST

Text to Cane: What kind of ink?
Text to Cane: I'm home tonight. Stop by, if you want.

Canaan · Date: 2015-01-17 04:10 EST

Text to Petra (5:28pm): Ink made from blood. I'm coming over now. I'll bring food. See you in a bit.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-17 15:27 EST

Text to Clyde/Rekah: You broke your arm and got a KNIFE thrown at you? Tough day, kid.
Text to Clyde/Rekah: Do you want Bianca and I to have a talk with someone?

Text to Petra: Just thinking about you and wanted to say hi. Be home later?

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-17 15:27 EST

Text to Clyde/Rekah: You broke your arm and got a KNIFE thrown at you? Tough day, kid.
Text to Clyde/Rekah: Do you want Bianca and I to have a talk with someone?

Text to Petra: Just thinking about you and wanted to say hi. Be home later?

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-17 16:50 EST

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (445:239) who is Bianca? And no. Sal and Cane got it covered. You are terrible at hide and seek.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-17 17:06 EST

Text to Clyde/Rekah: Bianca is the name of my baseball bat.
Text to Clyde/Rekah: Maybe if you had stayed where you were I could have found you. But you flittered away, like a little butterfly. Or a dandelion seed.

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-17 20:02 EST

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (729:083): Why Bianca? Do you sleep with Bianca? Or does Bianca have her own bed?

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (729:093): Well you're making it sound like it's my fault you're bad at finding me. And, I haven't gone anywhere today! SO there.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-18 00:17 EST

Text to Clyde/Rekah: Well, I found an alley that looked specifically like that one, and there was no you. So perhaps it was the universe trying to keep us apart!
Text to Clyde/Rekah: Bianca does not have her own bed. Depending on where I'm at, she'll be in bed with me. Usually she's leaning against the wall beside where I sleep.
Text to Clyde/Rekah: And Bianca was my mother's name.

Petra · Date: 2015-01-18 01:17 EST

Text to Micah: Busy day. I'll be home in half an hour.
Text to Micah: I got Indian. Hope you're hungry.

Rekah Illyriana · Date: 2015-01-18 11:40 EST

Text to Micah/Bonnie Blue Eyes (095:682): well, I wasn't there yesterday! I don't even know where I was. And, when I see you I will ask about Bianca the bat.

Micah C · Date: 2015-01-18 13:51 EST

Text to Petra: I'll see you then, bella.

Text to Rekah: That happens to me sometimes, too.
Text to Rekah: I'll prepare for questions.

Crispin · Date: 2015-01-18 16:22 EST

To Canaan

Are you well?

What of Salvador?

Topic: Messages

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