And the dogs trying to chew on me. It's very slobbery and somewhat painful to be chewed on and all-in-all unpleasant. I'm also very fragile. Can you tell me where I'm hopping to? Is that your room?
My suite, yes. [In an extremely calm tone.] Would you excuse me for a moment?
[Looking extremely cool and collected, Garrett calmly puts down Héctor's femur on top of the bookshelf- then lunges at Max almost frantically. Once he has the skeletal foot in hand, he returns to his phone, once again resuming his casual air.]
[It takes less than five minutes for him to find Héctor. Fuck, he looks pathetic. It takes some effort to not let it show on his face when he approaches.]
Héctor, it's been too long. [Just skating right past the reason it's been so long, tra la la.] I believe I have something of yours.
[Yup. Yup. Totally fine. Totally not talking about any reason why it's been a while.
(The reason is him, it's always him.)
He rises to his... foot. The empty pant leg dangles loosely, and he wobbles a little but keeps standing, especially with the help of the stair rail.]
Ha. Yes. I'm really sorry for the hassle. I wasn't paying attention when the dogs came by. To be honest, I didn't really get to see if they weren't hellhounds or something else...
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-Can you feel that?
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[No small amount of dismay there.]
And the dogs trying to chew on me. It's very slobbery and somewhat painful to be chewed on and all-in-all unpleasant. I'm also very fragile. Can you tell me where I'm hopping to? Is that your room?
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[Looking extremely cool and collected, Garrett calmly puts down Héctor's femur on top of the bookshelf- then lunges at Max almost frantically. Once he has the skeletal foot in hand, he returns to his phone, once again resuming his casual air.]
Don't get up, I'll come to you.
[lsdfkjjglkfdfgh.]
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Instead, he vaguely feels one piece of him put down and another grabbed away from tiny little teeth. And there's Garrett once again.]
...Thank you. Um. Should I... Are you sure?
I am in the hotel at the moment. Just downstairs.
[He'll be sitting on the staircase, to be specific.]
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No. No, I'm fine. Just my leg.
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[It takes less than five minutes for him to find Héctor. Fuck, he looks pathetic. It takes some effort to not let it show on his face when he approaches.]
Héctor, it's been too long. [Just skating right past the reason it's been so long, tra la la.] I believe I have something of yours.
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(The reason is him, it's always him.)
He rises to his... foot. The empty pant leg dangles loosely, and he wobbles a little but keeps standing, especially with the help of the stair rail.]
Ha. Yes. I'm really sorry for the hassle. I wasn't paying attention when the dogs came by. To be honest, I didn't really get to see if they weren't hellhounds or something else...
[Shut up, a voice in his head groans.]
Anyway, thank you.