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[bigsisterterran]

[Hi! I was told to set this up so people could leave me messages! So I'm leaving a message for you to leave me a message! If you know where my family is or how to get home, please tell me. I would like to go home. Thanks. Oh, this is Twitch.]

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[bigsisterterran]

[Twitch lets out a little huff, but she knows he's right. That makes it worse actually.]

Yeah. Okay. But call me as soon as there's trouble! Or good news! Good news is better!

[thepurpleone]

[He snorts lightly in the faintest of laughs.]

Okay. Good news it is.

[bigsisterterran]

[There was a beat of silence where maybe she was expected to hang up, but the explosion still rang in her ears.]

Are you sure you're going to be okay?

[She had thought she was a good friend to Anemone too. She knew it wasn't anything like what Donnie and Anemone had, but... well, things happened.]

[thepurpleone]

[On his end, Donnie blinks. Boy is that a loaded question. He hopes the pause isn't too telling, or suggesting anything because it's mostly his overthink again, making things more complicated than Twitch probably means it to be.]

Yeah. I'll be okay.

[bigsisterterran]

[Another beat of silence, and then a small sigh.]

Okay. Talk to you later?

[thepurpleone]

Later, yeah. Take care, Twitch.