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This--just--isn't--fair.
[And then a strangled sound of frustration, followed by a series of coughing. When he speaks again, his voice is just as slow and halting as it was before.]
Everyone--has something--wrong with--their mail?
[His letter had a speedometer printed on it. And after some testing, proved he was quick again... but when he stopped--after running some supplies out to Jolt... he can't seem to move at a normal pace anymore.
He's also occasionally curling into a ball in the couch and coughing. Thanks to one simple conversation. This is where housemates will find him. On his couch.]
[And then a strangled sound of frustration, followed by a series of coughing. When he speaks again, his voice is just as slow and halting as it was before.]
Everyone--has something--wrong with--their mail?
[His letter had a speedometer printed on it. And after some testing, proved he was quick again... but when he stopped--after running some supplies out to Jolt... he can't seem to move at a normal pace anymore.
He's also occasionally curling into a ball in the couch and coughing. Thanks to one simple conversation. This is where housemates will find him. On his couch.]