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[evowhisperer]

 *The feed starts with a picture of a beautiful red sports car, as seen from somewhere off to the side. It's not doing so hot right now: some mangled twist of metal has speared the passenger's seat through a brand new hole in the back windshield. There's light boot-shaped dents on the hood, ceiling, and trunk, and mud and bits of unidentifiable crud litter the tire wells.*

 

Does someone want to explain to me what happened to my car?!

 

Call me. NOW.

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[L hears every single locks sliding and clicking aside, and feels them as though they're catching his own muscle and skin on the way. Cesar can't see him now, but he's hugging himself tightly, as if to try to keep from falling apart right there. His teeth are clenched, his jaw aches, his throat feels raw and scratchy. He doesn't stop Cesar, and at this point, maybe he doesn't want to.

When he's sure he's alone again, he tries to take his mind off the strangeness of what happened. The television goes on, volume up high, then off when it fails to drown out his scattered thoughts. Distracted, he pulls out his phone... and sees a text notification.

If it's possible for a heart to sink and rise at the same time, his does so. He feels mildly sick, but he can't ignore the text for long. He'd go crazy if he tried.]