voice.

[theguideless]

[feed starts at the tail end of a harsh exhale.

a beat.]

Where're...Chloe and...Er-eri...[huff. another pause. his voice gets grumblier, agitated:] My friends. Here. Why am I even back.

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[theguideless]

[an unhappy sound in his throat as he swallows. the nervousness is pouring back in:] N...No, I.

[reeling now. ugh, he was yelling all over this scene, wasn't he? awful. muffled:] Mno.

[woahwoahawkward]

Are you sure? I don't mind.

Honestly, I was on my way out anyway.

[Lies, but well-meant lies.]

[theguideless]

I don't...really know. [hh.] I. Nh.

[woahwoahawkward]

Well, you can always come have a look.

[More food for him if Martin decides against it.]

[theguideless]

[a delay.

smaller:] If. You want.

[woahwoahawkward]

I think it'd be a good idea.

[theguideless]

[blankly, WELP WE'RE ALMOST BACK TO BUSINESS AS USUAL:] Yes, sir.