inbox for daybreak
FlatUN: 46692
STATUS: student, 1st year undergrad
ACCOLADES: 15 years old and in college
BIO: if you really want to know me, let's play 20 questions! what's your favorite color?
FlatACCOLADES: 15 years old and in college
BIO: if you really want to know me, let's play 20 questions! what's your favorite color?
voicemail, after That Whole Curse Thing
And, as his fingers grip tighter on his phone, he thinks that it could lead to Flat rejecting him.
But - regardless of Flat, and the Being inside of him (they're one in the same, he knows that, but if they continue to seperate themselves like that then it's hard to not think of them as two people), he feels he should say something to keep the young man from worrying anymore.
So, he calls up Flat, and leaves this message.]
Flat? Ah, this is - Professor Moriarty. I just wanted you to know everything is alright now - we're no longer in any danger, though we'll be confined to the infirmary for a few days.
....If you would like to come and see me, please feel free. I'll happily welcome your company. Farewell for now.
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[ flat stares at his phone after listening to the voicemail. it had been...how long? time felt so blurry for him, like trying to grasp at low hanging clouds. the last thing he remembers is something to do with hypnosis...he was hypnotized, right?
why?
why would he let himself be controlled like that?
the more flat thinks about it, the worse his headache becomes. it’s like someone or something has barred those memories from coming out or for him to access them. idly, he considers telling ekkehardt, that things are becoming worse, but he never makes the motion to go to the infirmary.
he sighs shakily, dragging a hand down his face as he decides how to respond. ]
i’m glad you’re ok! you worried me a lot ahaha.