Kon? It's Thea. What the hell is going on? I've tried calling like twelve times and no one's answering. I hate leaving voicemails, I can't believe you've driven me to this. Anyway no one'll tell me what's going down so call me, okay? Jerk.
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This is like the second message I've left in two days, you're actually the worst. People are freaking out man, where are you? If you don't call me in like a week I'm going to my mom and she'll definitely snitch on your ass if you've gone on some stupid ass Vegas mid-life crisis.
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Mom says you're alive which is nice to know, since you're not giving anyone any indicators. God you're an ass. She won't tell me where you are, says it's "not her secret to spill". That's such bullshit. Seriously, what is the point of being the daughter of a freakin' psychic if she won't tell you shit? I should have gotten her magic, there'd be none of that going on. I'd have dragged you back by your ear by now. I could do it, don't think that I won't. Call me, okay?
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Hey K. It's been suggested that maybe you don't have your phone with you, which makes sense I guess. None of us can guess your password or we'd just get the cloud to snoop on you for us. If you get this, what was your first childhood pet's name? Just curious, of course. See you.
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This is getting super old now. How long has it even been? People don't just disappear, okay? That's totally not a normal thing to do. Just tell someone what you're up to seriously. We're worried.
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Asshole.
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I should probably stop calling, huh? It's weird knowing you're not dead in a ditch, but you're not...here. Well not here here, you wouldn't be in my mom's house, but still. You know what I mean. This is literally the longest we've gone without talking since I first emailed you, did you know that? If you'd have spoken to me a few days ago we still would have scraped in behind that stupid fight we had, but now we're in uncharted territory.
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Just tell someone where you are, seriously.
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You're such a jerk, do you know that? Like whatever man, why is anyone even here worrying after your dumb ass when you can't even take the time to just tell someone where the hell you are and why you decided that none of us needed to know? I would totally tell you if I was going to go on some stupid bullshit spirit journey, okay? I would! I would never pull this dumb disappearing act. Don't even bother telling me when you get back, I'm done.
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....So. That was, a thing. Look I'm sorry, it was a bad day. I miss you. I don't want that to be the last thing I said in your stupid message box. I'm just...it's been a while now Kon. Mom could be wrong. it's unlikely, but....she could be. I'd know though, right? You're not buried in some creep's backyard. I'm pretty sure of it. Just uh, I don't know. Write me when you're back to civilisation, I guess?
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Hey nerd. This feels like some weird ritual now. I think I'm going to move out again soon, Mom's driving me insane. She started talking about me taking over the shop again, like we haven't thought about that a thousand times already? I need to get off this island, I'm not going anywhere here, you know? I'm just going to morph into her, like it's already happening I swear. What do you think about Italy? I still haven't been yet, it could be nice for a little while. Anyway, you know the drill. Call me back? I miss you.
( she almost misses it, because fuck you it's 4am and thea likes her sleep, but she gets there. she doesn't even look at who the caller is before slapping at the answer button until it picks up and flopping back into bed. )
Hello? ( it's a croak, and then after a moment spent clearing her throat and sleepily squinting at the caller ID: ) Huh- wait, Kon?
he's been in spain too long. well. no. it's not too long. he's managed to dislodge himself from sasha sleeping in the other room (the most difficult task by far), perching himself carefully on a chair in the small kitchen. he doesn't know what to say into the speaker, as if maybe he's forgotten how to talk. the words come out only after a bit of creaking and shifting about. ]
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excerpt from kon's disappearance
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ring ring banana phone.
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Hello? ( it's a croak, and then after a moment spent clearing her throat and sleepily squinting at the caller ID: ) Huh- wait, Kon?
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[ shit.
he forgot to do the math.
he's been in spain too long. well. no. it's not too long. he's managed to dislodge himself from sasha sleeping in the other room (the most difficult task by far), perching himself carefully on a chair in the small kitchen. he doesn't know what to say into the speaker, as if maybe he's forgotten how to talk. the words come out only after a bit of creaking and shifting about. ]
I got your messages.
Finally.
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I miss you. ]
So... uh. Hi...