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[decelerate]

DALLEN S. TEXT/VOICE/MMS

Yo. Obviously I'm not here right now, so leave a message, etcetera. If you're my sister, just dial again.

code by jerky.

Comments

( 2/2 )

[decelerate]

what???

1/2

[duette]

I. Knocked. TWO. People's. Arms off! I don't know how I can make that more clear!

[duette]

Oh, but I think they were zombies.

[decelerate]

zombies. is this payback cause i didnt get you better gifts or something

[duette]

[ ...His gifts were just fine but that is not the point and she's not entertaining it! ]

Take me seriously! Why on earth would I make something like this up?

[decelerate]

its pretty unbelievable so im just trying to make sure idk. zombies huh??

[duette]

[ NNNNNNNNNNN LOOKING AT HER PHONE SO HARD. ]

I know how it sounds! But I really did do something terrible because I

I freaked out, okay?

[decelerate]

for what its worth i dont think itll bother them too much to lose their arms. plus if they freaked you out they kinda deserve it

[duette]

*Why* do I think you're still being facetious with me.

[decelerate]

no? come on sis im taking you pretty seriously right now.

1/2

[duette]

*Pretty* seriously isn't going to cut it! I could have *died*!

[duette]

I took a picture.

[decelerate]

pics pls.

[duette]

You can't send them to anyone else or post them anywhere if I show you! Promise me!

[decelerate]

pinky swear i wont.

[duette]

[ ...Good, pinky swears were sufficient. ]

Okay, pinky swears. Here.

[ INCOMING MMS. It's a little blurred because she'd picked up and bolted about .02 of a second after taking it, but there's a very blue, very undead looking girl on the ground, what appears to be a detached arm next to her, and three sets of quite shambly looking legs gathered around. ]

[decelerate]

[ so as soon as he receives the mms, he lets it download right away. he couldn't believe his eyes once he finally gets a good look at the picture. it's either his sister had a run in with a pretty convincing film prop, or that's a legit zombie right there. ]

holy shit harper.

[decelerate]

[ then, a few moments later— ]

want me to come get you??

[duette]

See, I told you!

[duette]

[ She fidgets on her next reply, because she'd been really shaken up. It was why she'd texted, instead of called. ]

I ran all the way back to the school because I didn't know where else to go. So...

Yes. I want to go home.

[decelerate]

[ now he feels like a dick for not believing her at first, but he probably can make it up somehow. ]

be there in a sec. want me to grab anything though? ice cream, cupcakes, etc

[duette]

No, I have a ton of homework and it's late! What am I going to do if Mom calls to check up?

[ HARPER SUTHERLAND LOGIC

>ATTACKED BY ZOMBIES
>THAT ATE UP WAY TOO MUCH TIME ]

[decelerate]

tell her you had a run-in with the undead. but yeah ok im coming asap.

[duette]

Don't even joke like that!! I don't need her thinking *I'm* crazy!

[ SIGH. STEEL YOURSELF, GIRL. ]

I'll be waiting here.

[ At Starling-Chandler's courtyard, which is spacious, and entirely empty now. ]

[decelerate]

nah she wont. ill vouch for ya.

[ that's the last message he sends before getting in his car and driving all the way to harper's school. finding a parking spot isn't so hard when everyone's gone back home already, and it doesn't take him forever to find his sister either.

in his hand is wintermelon bubble tea that he hands over to her as soon as he's close enough. ]

Ready to go?

[ he'd ask her if she was okay, but he doesn't want her thinking about the incident any more than she already has, so the sugary treat is his sneaky way of saying he's concerned. ]