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[hissterics]

[ She hasn't set up a voicemail and she never will. ]

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[crossmyheartandhope]

Ah.

Sorry, dude. That one I can't help with.

[He hesitates - puts an arm around her, so he can rub her back, gentle]

Where you what?

[hissterics]

. . . Where my Adora is.

The one who won't just ditch me.

[crossmyheartandhope]

...hey.

Maybe you ain't there now, and she ain't here, but that don't mean you guys're never gonna find each other again. Right?

[hissterics]

We don't know that!

[ Her voice rises a little, distressed. ]

People have been here since the beginning and not gone home. And in the meantime I have to deal with them!

[crossmyheartandhope]

Hey. People go home a lot. Right? Bunch of Baritones just went home recently. You dunno, you could be next in line.

And, like... you don't gotta hang out with them if you don't wanna. The city's real big.

[hissterics]

That assumes they leave me alone. Instead of flaunting it in my face.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Tell em to get lost, if they're being jerks about it.