[CYBERFORMED] INBOX | UN: littledrone

[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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[incendiarism3]

[There is a lengthy pause]

I see.

[Another pause, during which Wheeljack shuffles uncomfortably where he sits]

I take it you had a fight of some kind. Is it... does this seem like the sort of disagreement that would break ties, or would my waiting for the both of you to work this out be a reasonable option?

[bigsisterterran]

I'm never going to be friends with her again!

All she knows how to do is hate!

[incendiarism3]

[Wheeljack winces, and curls up around his datapad. He really, really does not want to do this. He does not want to be the one who abandons someone the way he was. He's managed to avoid it and put it off and run from it in other areas of his life, but...]

I see. It seems like she made a choice you disapprove of, then. I will make another one, and end this message here. Be safe, Twitch.

[bigsisterterran]

[Twitch reads the message and then throws her data pad with a short scream. The screen cracks and what feels like the thousandth time since the fight, she cries.]