Room 315, Wednesday Early Evening

[peace_n_war]

"Hey, dad. It's Warren again. I'm starting to wonder if you even have room on your answering machine anymore, but hey, at least if you've run out by now you won't have to listen through three or four lifetimes of me phoning you like this someday, huh? I'm sixteen still, but not for long. Seventeen tomorrow, dad! I've still got that job at the cafe

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[stupid_toasters]

"Hey, Warren," Lee said, wandering in from a walk into town. "What's happening?"

[at work and slooooooow!]

[peace_n_war]

Warren glanced up from his book, shrugging a little.

"Not much," he decided. "Today I turned in the stupidest newspaper article I've ever written. I have to put some more minutes on my phone, soon. I've been using them again."

Go figure.

"Same old. What's up with you?"

[Slow is fine!]

[stupid_toasters]

"I wrote an article about being tiny again and how I kind of miss it because I didn't have to care about half the stuff I do now" he said, flopping down on his bed. "Went to a party last night, got some swimming in. I'm ready for the weekend though. Who you been calling? Hot date?"

[peace_n_war]

"Answering machines," Warren grunted, kind of noncommittally. "I think I'm going to just quit school, enrol in kindergarten again, and spend the rest of my life rolling snakes out of plasticine or something. Seven years old wasn't so bad, really."

[heromaniac]

Momoko rapped somewhat cheerfully on the door to 315. She'd just read the paper and Warren's article about communication was a bit weird for him (not the 'I hate people' part, that was normal) and she was wondering if everything was okay.

[peace_n_war]

"It's not locked," Warren reported, glancing up from his book momentarily. "In or out."

If he was aware that it was Momoko on the other side of the door, he'd probably have just told her she could come in.

[Is suuuuper SP okay? I'm just skipping off to bed right now and I'll be out for large chunks of tomorrow.]

[heromaniac]

He was there! Yay!

"In! I choose 'in'! Do I win a prize?" Momoko opened the door and poked her head around with a grin. "I can go away if I'm interrupting something, but I probably won't, so hi!"

[Suuuuper SP is wonderful, and I'll be cheering for you all day tomorrow. Which will get awkward in meetings, but oh well!]

[peace_n_war]

"I can't think of a single thing you could possibly be interrupting," Warren replied, smiling a little when he saw who the visitor was. "I'm just reading. That's what bookmarks are for."

Well. Usually. If a book was particularly gripping, sometimes his bookmarks were known to vanish in a puff of smoke and ash.

"How have you been, Momoko?"

[Those might possibly be the best meetings ever! Okay, good night, and thank you!]