[Crackling static for about thirty seconds, then yelled:]
--I don't have a reason to live anymore!
[A long, long pause. Heavy breathing, a curse under his breath.]
...Rolo -- you--
[There's a rustling, like wind in the leaves. A thump, like a fist hitting stone. Shaky breathing, and then he cuts off the transmission abruptly.]
[ooc; YES.
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Not feeling my best.
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Were the events that passed at home so distressing?
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Have you made arrangements to return to your apartment?
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....in that case, do inform me when you are ready, and not a moment sooner. Above all, you should need rest.
Your friends are waiting.
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