Day 29 || Phone Call to Ellis + Nick (backdated to a few days ago)

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[Oh hey. Guess who finally found your guy's number? Ring ring.]

C'mon, c'mon... One'a you two better pick up the phone.

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[ahundredtoone]

[Oh lord, here we go. HERE WE GO

He sounds vaguely annoyed; So not much different than usual.]

Yeah, who's this?

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[YOU BET WE'RE GOING.

Coach paused for a few seconds. Even with what he said next he couldn't disguise the relief in his voice.]

Nick, son, you better not've forgotten me already.

[ahundredtoone]

[/BUYS TICKETS
/GETS POPCORN

Wait. Wait. Realisation in 3, 2...

THERE'S that lightbulb]

Shit.

[Nonetheless, even he sounds a little relieved.]

The hell've you been, Coach?

[regdloading]

That's what I wanna know. You want the long version or the short one?

Are the three of ya okay?

[ahundredtoone]

Not like I have anywhere to be.

You mean aside from that guy kidnapping and eating people? Yeah, I think we're doing pretty good for being stuck in the middle of God-Knows-Where.

[regdloading]

I dunno how to condense going from sleeping on a rocking boat on the way to New Orleans to wherever the shit this is anyway.

[Coach misunderstands, so pardon him if he sounds extra relieved. He's hoping Zoey was wrong and that Nick, Ellis, AND Rochelle are all here and safe and shit.]

Oh, thank you jesus. So the four of us're all here now?

[ahundredtoone]

At least you didn't walk into a goddamn party.

[There's a bit of an awkward silence. How was he supposed to break it that Rochelle...]

... I'm sure she'll show up.

[And now he feels just that little extra bit guilty that he never got the chance to see if the Rochelle in the phonebook was Ro before her name just... Disappeared from it.]

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What do ya mean?

... Shit. She ain't here?

[ahundredtoone]

Exactly what I said.

... No. She's not. Think she might've been, though.

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Dammit, Nick, how am I supposed to tell myself I'm not crazy when you and nobody else is making a lick'a sense?

[His voice is actually pretty angry. Most of comes from being very frustrated and very confused and very tired.

... but after that little snap of a comment he's quiet for a minute, before trying again. For the opmistic and dad-like guy he was, Coach could get riled, and people knew what he was like when he was riled. But even he knew it was a stupid idea to start yelling at a guy that, for all of this, he was genuinely happy to see.]

... Sorry. It's been a goddamn day.

afhdgf like I said i completely forgot about this tag /fails forever ;;

[ahundredtoone]

[Despite it all, and despite who he was, Nick was patiently quiet. Exceptionally so. Coach wasn't normally so quick to snap, and it was a little jarring. Hell, the entire situation was jarring.

So, he offered the only bit of sarcastic reassurance he could.]

At least there aren't any zombies.

TOTALLY OKAY. Apologies if I don't get this guys voice quite right, I'm repreacticing

[regdloading]

[Pft.

For what he had snapped out what last part gets a half-amused sort out of Coach.]

If I gotta see another smoker again it'll be WAY too soon.

pfff, if one of us needs to apologise re: voice it's me B(

[ahundredtoone]

Smokers? Shit, I'd be happy to never hear a goddamn witch again.

nu uh. ff I'm the one who forgot how to do this guys voice properly soon after I joined somehow

[regdloading]

What, ya ex-wife?

B( yeah well /shove

[ahundredtoone]

[Maybe it was the situation, the absurdity of it all, but the statement struck Nick. And he laughed.]

Maybe this place isn't too bad after all, huh Coach? No smokers, no zombies, no ex-wives...

yeah well your spitter-mom

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Huh, I wish I could actually take any comfort'n that. Zoey showed me the shit that was goin' on on the TV.