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[pristinestar]

Hi... It's Red.

Leave a message... if you want.

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[singularjustice]

R-Red? C-can you call me?

I messed up. Again. Canada's really mad at me. I-I didn't mean to -

This is all my fault.

[pristinestar]

[This was a little late, but he immediately called back when he saw it.]

N, why? What happened? [Because the topic was about Canada, this also hit Red. He's still worried if Canada's still upset at America...]

[singularjustice]

[ N is talking even faster than normal now. ]

I went over to see him because I got upset over something really stupid at the Easter banquet and I wanted to say sorry and we talked for a while and I kept upsetting him and then he wanted to run away but I got him to stop and I said he should stop running away and he got really upset and y-yelled at me.

I'm sorry I didn't mean that I just wanted him to stop blaming himself for everything--

[pristinestar]

[Oh...]

...

[Red is unsure of how to approach N at this. He wants N to calm down first, so he just keeps quiet as N let it all out. He was able to understand after a few seconds of pause, so he sighs a bit.]

N... I don't think it's completely your fault. Canada's been worried about a lot of people lately. I think he hasn't had the chance to talk to anyone about it... Though, I also agree that he shouldn't blame himself for everything.

So... Don't blame yourself, too. I think this is all just a misunderstanding. For now, just give him a bit of time until he feels a bit better to talk to us. I know that he wouldn't want to upset you, either.

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[vimyridge]

Sorry for being a jerk about things. I've come to realise... it doesn't matter.

Sorry, late! :c

[pristinestar]

Mattie...
it's okay. i have my own faults, too.
i'm sorry that i couldn't do better.

but what do you mean by that?

no such thing as late ♥.

[vimyridge]

don't be. You have nothing to be sorry for.

I simply mean that everything is fine.

Awwe, thank you, sweetheart ♥!

[pristinestar]

[... This is for real? Red isn't dreaming? He tries to pinch his own cheek as he reads the text.]

it's fine...? everything is taken care of, then?

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[singularjustice]

Hi.

Do you have time to talk?

[pristinestar]

[N...]

yeah. I'm free right now.
is there something you need?

[singularjustice]

I wanted to talk about what we talked about the other day.

[pristinestar]

ah. of course. I'm sorry, by the way...
it wasn't my intention to confuse you, surprise you, or anything.
i actually wasn't ready to tell you.. but I didn't want to hide it, either

... I'm fine if you don't want to see me right now. we can talk like this.
but if you want to personally talk, I can come up there.

✎ meiru meiru~

[reacquires]

[After nearly a week of wandering around town and staying at the hotel, it had taken Green the whole time to think of what his next move should've been. There were a lot of options, and some of them he just didn't want to resort to. As stubborn as he was, there were some instances where he knew pride had to be bitten down; and this was one of them as much as he didn't want to admit it.]

[...so it lead him to now, where he was staring down at his SFC. What was he supposed to type, anyway? 'Hey Red, I'm going to swing by to pick up my stuff and probably stay for a few days.' or 'Red, my stuff. Now.' Alas, it takes about one hour of staring, deleting, and typing to come up with the message he had decided to send.]

Red, give me your address.

- Green.

[Okay, so that may have not been the best message to send.]

[pristinestar]

[... It took him long enough. If only Green can see his small smile. Red doesn't reply to this immediately, taking a whole minute to just stare at the message with mixed feelings. He's happy, but at the same time, he's worried...]

coral corral, house 7
it's in the lower district

[reacquires]

I'll be there in ten.

[Much against his word, he'll arrive there in twenty due to mixed feelings.]

[Knocking on that door now; rap rap rap.]

[pristinestar]

[Red waits patiently for Green to arrive. And when the expected knocks on his door was finally there, Red quickly heads to the front to answer it.]

... Welcome.

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[busagi]

R-Red...? Please pick up I...

[Alice's voice is shaky and she's breathing pretty heavily.]

I-I don't know who else to call...!

[pristinestar]

[It took a few more seconds before the voicemail is picked up. He quickly notices that panicked state, but he remains calm.]

... Oh, Alice? What is it?

[busagi]

[There's a brief exhale of relief upon hearing Red's voice before she swallows and speaks up again.]

... Are you at home?

[pristinestar]

I am, yeah. What's the matter, Alice?