Paris, France [Monday Evening]
"Of course I'm sure. I've lived with her for months, and she has never just vanished before." Angela was getting bored of the repeated 'we have no record of that person' spiel and it showed. Her roommate and her belongings had vanished yesterday, and this was not her first investigation into the whys. "... So check again. Roxie. Roxie Lyon."
She'd been at this a while, and her face took a frown as whoever was on the other end continued.
"Okay, even if I were, you are not the person to make that call. We have therapists for that in my countr--"
And, there was the dial tone.
This was going great.
[[ NFB due to distance, and mostly establishy, but suppose it can be open for calls/texts/etc. ]]
She'd been at this a while, and her face took a frown as whoever was on the other end continued.
"Okay, even if I were, you are not the person to make that call. We have therapists for that in my countr--"
And, there was the dial tone.
This was going great.
[[ NFB due to distance, and mostly establishy, but suppose it can be open for calls/texts/etc. ]]