Holly Heights Mailbox + Phone + Inventory

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Gau Meguro 

Father:
Mother: Dahlia Hawthorne ( coreopsideae )
Sibling: Minatsuki Tamaki ( medacium )

Voicemail
(555) 587-8423

"Hello, this is Gau Meguro! I'm sorry that I can't answer you right now, so please leave a message and I will get back to you as soon as I can!"


Beep!

 

Earned inventory:

-- Salary from the Agito, working as a waiter/staff from November 10th 2013 onward
-- Regain coupon, gained from the sticker event
-- Regain coupon + $1200, gained from being on island 11 for the castaway event.
--Receipt for $200 + banner with COMPLETE FAILURE on it from paintball event

--$200 receipt + t-shirt that reads I SURVIVED DARE-PALOOZA AND ALL I GOT WAS THIS STUPID T-SHIRT from dare event

Comments

text

[badbreak]

[he calls a many more times, throughout the day. eventually, after about 36 hours straight of little to no sleep, he sends a text; he doesn't expect it to get answer]

now i owe this really
shitty asshole from where im from
a favour
show up already would u

Re: text

[badbreak]

fucking fukawas telling
every1 i offed u
its the dumbest shit
im gonna beat the crap out of her
i dont care if shes crazy n a girl
w/ glasses even fuck her
fuck that

Re: text

[badbreak]

its ur fault
this stupid shits happening
if ud just pick up ur
ffucking phone
n tell/ me wheree u are

Re: text

[badbreak]

asshole

10/21

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[More of them.

It was almost painful, moving stiff joints- why were they stiff, a long night's sleep never stiffened his joints so much- to upright himself and dangle his legs over the side of the bed, ready to slide out and figure out just what is going on. Disorientation be damned, he couldn't abandon his commitment to finding the truth of things.

He read the next round of text messages carefully, dissecting everything about them, even if half of it didn't meant sense in the slightest.

tell me where you are.

The veins behind his eyeballs pound, and he forces them shut.

Why was this feeling, this swirling carousel of vertigo in his head, so similar to the last time he woke up in a hospital bed, unable to answer these questions definitively, when the last thing he remembers was looking up into-

A face. Raikou's before, and unidentifiable now, but a face. He couldn't remember anything about it, only that like before, his heart beat fast looking into it, his limbs trembled as he reached to it, and with the last breath of air he had he spoke fading messages of important somethings.

It was even more disorienting to have a memory of something he couldn't visualize than the haze he woke with.]