gluttoning | SHOKA <---> BARRETT

[Ring ring ring...

It's a call from the same area code, surprisingly?]

So Mithrun just got up and logged off.

Please tell me he actually called or texted you to explain what the fuck just happened.

dv

i'll tell you when i can. not now.

[Her coworker had been yelling way too much in the breakroom for her to just not notice something went down at that game, and after finishing up her shift and looking up the actual details after work...

~~Are you ok?~~

~~What happened?~~]

Are they at least letting you keep your phone?

[It's too late for her to do much else...]

[From here:

Well, if not for the weird lack of enormous amounts of people and deafening amounts of noise to take up the space, this would feel weirdly like home. Barrett's eyes glance over to the food court, familiar brands on site, before he shakes his head and gives a nod towards the dark neon decor of the arcade.]

I wonder how loud it'll be. [Though maybe that would be better...] Maybe they'll have air hockey or something in there.

[A glance behind him, to make sure they're alone.]

I owed you a talk, though, so... figured I might as well not do it somewhere too boring.

Post-Mithrun Death

Post-Funeral

9/11

9/16 Evening

9/25 - ΔEdgy Youthful Hangout