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[noheadrequired]

⇨to: celty@yohoo.com
⇨sent: date unknown
Celty? Where did you go? Did you go get me some breakfast? How romantic! Remember to pick up some juice!

⇨to: celty@yohoo.com
⇨sent: date unknown
Why haven't you responded yet?

⇨to: celty@yohoo.com
⇨sent: date unknown
Hey, wait! This isn't my bed. What's going on? Celtyyyy? Please respond!

⇨to: celty@yohoo.

Comments

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[seekinghead]

[somewhere in the city, a dullahan is getting out of a shower, a towel around her neck as she picks up her phone to check the network, walking down her hallway towards the bedroom]

[seekinghead]

[said dullahan stops- no way, right? it's just a curse, right? but-]

[seekinghead]

[Shinra!!]

text;

[seekinghead]

shinra?!

[notflynn]

Well isn't that romantic. Now I feel like I'm intruding.

[noheadrequired]

[ Confusion! That's not Celty's number... ]

Who is this? How did you get this number?

[notflynn]

Trust me, it wasn't easy.

I had to go all the way to the Network to find it.

[noheadrequired]

Hm, being coy?

[sparkling_by]

Slave... driver... making the lovely lady of the house pick up his juice, like an irresponsible mooch!

[noheadrequired]

[ Well at least by now he knows what's going on, but seriously. This makes him laugh. ]

If you knew Celty at all, you would laugh at the thought of anyone making her do something she doesn't want to!

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[sparkling_by]

That just means you're just not anyone!

[sparkling_by]

You're... you...