3 Calls, One Post, Less Spam [Phone Call to Bres: 7am]
[She sounds so not like herself. Freaked out. Panicked. And her teeth are actually chattering.] Bres? Bres?! Oh my god, are you okay? What did that bitch do to you? Fuck! It's FREEZING IN HERE!
[Phone Call to Ogma: Immediately after the first has ended.]
[Maybe not AS panicked as before, but certainly stressed.] Alan? Hey, are you okay? Is Lilith okay? Is Cian okay? Tell me Cian is okay.