"Er... yes, okay, I suppose I should tell you that if you're trying to reach me I'm not here, and if you're trying to reach me because you want to do something involving pointy bits of metal or otherwise painful objects, I'm never going to be here. So sorry."
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[he manages to make the words sound lighter than the heavy, caged feeling suddenly weighing on his shoulders.]
Right. Well. A few days then.
[he is so fucked.]
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