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ꉂᅟMΛRKᅟ⋮ᅟCΛLLΛNᅟˎˊ˗ retweeted
⠀this ⠀is ⠀perhaps ⠀the ⠀greatest ⠀risk ⠀any ⠀of ⠀us ⠀will ⠀take ⠀... ⠀to ⠀be ⠀seen ⠀as ⠀we ⠀𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 ⠀are.
It's been a month since he saw Dex the last time. Mark was almost worried. It was a type of quiet that sat strangely on his guts. A shivery sensation that made him brace himself, almost waiting to see him at every corner. Mark even scared himself a couple of times looking at his-
Replying to @DexNo_DexYes
@INFAMOUSDDA
- cortisol levels insanely high
- he's fun to poke
- no idea what his actual issue is
- Oh, he's good at hiding
- security system is good, just not against me
- he fixed it
- who is Robin?
- his wife is kind, lucky man
- abort mission
-top, he read his own name. Mark Callan. In all bold letters.
He read the rest with some difficulty, not quite understanding how something like that would end up there. The first few sentences were easy to read, but the less one seemed shaky, like whoever wrote it, was in a-
He is a menace, Lola. I'm telling you. He's all "Oh, look at me, I have cool glasses and I speak really low and using big words makes me look smarter than I am". And you agreed with him? The cheating is the point, they have a prenup! God, that guy makes me insane.
-rush.
Then it dawned on him.
"Oh..." Mark breathed. That was Dex. And that paper was in such a state that it was obviously left there a long time ago. His heart clenched for aome reason.
He folded the paper carefully, not wanting it to rip apart from the moisture. He didn't-
I didn't mean to make communication harder.
Well, yes. The less I'm involving in anything the better, but you are here, talking to me. Why not finish it?
ꉂᅟMΛRKᅟ⋮ᅟCΛLLΛNᅟˎˊ˗ retweeted
@INFAMOUSDDA
- cortisol levels insanely high
- he's fun to poke
- no idea what his actual issue is
- Oh, he's good at hiding
- security system is good, just not against me
- he fixed it
- who is Robin?
- his wife is kind, lucky man
- abort mission
📲: oh, right... Sorry, Keegan.
📲: Can you come to my apartment?
📲: I mean the one near the courthouse.
Jobs? Like that one in the sports bar? You're gonna get caught and sent back to New York.
Buzzing? Do you have a formal diagnosis for this or- Ugh. Good lord. What am I going to do with you, huh? You throw a curvy ball every second and-! All the time? You hear bees all the time?









