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[pheasantboy]

I've met a version of me who goes by Dove. He says his world was changed like ours, the difference being that *you* were absent. Asleep upstairs in Leblanc, allegedly.

I hope you don't mind this text. I don't want to forget.

[flightpen]

i don't mind
i met him too
it was good to learn what could happen

later on

[pheasantboy]

"Good"? Really? I didn't think you'd say that.

[flightpen]

it's not good what happened to that ren
but it could happen to me too so i'm grateful for the warning
that's all

[pheasantboy]

[And that's it. He's gone; he doesn't reply.]

[flightpen]

[ Fuck. ]

akechi?
i'm sorry

[pheasantboy]

[ Fuck, indeed. He scrolls at his phone.]

The message is gone. I must have deleted it. That's quite the concern.

Please don't apologise.

[flightpen]

i was trying to be careful
are you okay

[pheasantboy]

Of course. I'm always okay. Well, more or less.

I'm glad you aren't asleep, either way.

[flightpen]

thanks
me too