Musings

[All sent from Hayley's phone as she waits at baggage claim, watching suitcases go round and round and hoping to see her own.]

( Cue messages to Hayley's list of the Usual Suspects. )

( In which Hayley tries to set the record for most number of ridiculous messages in one forum post in Musings )

[All sent around midday today.]

[ Text to A. Gideon ]

i fink i ent in kanzus nemor

[ Text to S. Djaevelen ]

did you see me at all last nite? [...] or yesturday?

[ Text to S. Hawthorne ]

hey luv hows the wethur owtsid now?

[ Text to V. Anna ]

long tim no heer

[...] or wuz et?

[ Text to I. Hughes ]

did i partee wiv you last nite?

[Sent this morning, after this]

[ Text to K. West ]

I'm not coming in today.

[ Locked to S. Djaevelen ]

I'm still not sure if the Night Terror is the man we are looking for, but I believe he may be. We have officially met.

[Sent later in the day on Monday.]

( [ Locked to G. Dailey ] )

Is there a reason you like this accent so much?

[ Note for W. Lowell ]

[It's a simple note, written in pen on a blue sticky note. Hayley has left it on one of his lab benches, snuck in when his back was turned.]

Welcome back, sugar.

[ Text to E. Sablier ]

This is an intervention, Evie. You aren't using the accent, the accent is using you.

[ Text to S. Djaevelen ]

Has Evie been doing the accent around you, too?

[ Locked to R. Boudreaux ]

Why is it that you do one thing and it just domino effects everything else I need some kind of guarantee that you aren't Are you really Did you get out

[Nothing sent.]

[Phone call to S. Djaevelen]

Ring, ring!

[All sent after Hayley discovers her gift from Mr. Monarch.]

[ E-Mail to O. Monarch ]

Mr. Monarch,

What is going on inside your head I thought you weren't going nuts How do you even GET one of those things I appreciate your [...] appreciation of my work. But, at the risk of sounding disrespectful [...] what am I exactly supposed to do with him?

- Hayley

[ Text to S. Djaevelen ]

You are older than dirt know everything. What do you do with a peacock?

[ Text to E. Sablier ]

What do you think of birds?

[Text to B. Sablier]

Don't come home yet. Apparently we're under siege.

[Text to S. Djaevelen]

I was going to come visit you. I will be late now.

[Text to H. Radcliffe]

Where are you???

[After pouring through the society columns to see what Evie's boyfriend's surname is.]

[Locked to S Djaevelen]
Thank you for seeing me safely home.

[Posted at approximately 1 am]

ok so i no pplz hav bin takin bowt bat this n bat that wiv pplz stabin ech ovur n stuf but that ent imporunt

hoos seen that comix cum owt todae? wiv bat n that chik fiurflie

pplz shud be takin bowt that cuz seerislee hoo caers bowt sum gai in bat eers no offens bat wen thers a hot chik in FISHNETS to luk at?

i relly hop fiurflie is reel to cuz dam has neon seen her?

[After this, Monday morning]

[ Text to S. Djaevelen ]

What do you know about drug addicts and interventions and stuff?

[ E-Mail to W. Lowell ]

Will,

I got a present today from Mr. Monarch. I know you think I deserve a raise, and I can't disagree with you, but [...] this is a lot of money. I'm not worth If Friday night was just the tip of the iceberg, he could be making business decisions while on drugs. I don't think he'd do this while [...] sober. We don't know what else he could be doing, and for all we know he's gonna start handing out cars left and right.

I think we should get in touch with his family and find a rehab program. Until then [...] someone has to keep an eye on him before he does something he can't fix later. Let me know what you think.

- Hayley

[Filtered to H. Radcliffe and S. Djaevelen]

I did it. I sent the flowers. How does Papa even breathe without me around? Sheesh.

Texts sent in the middle of the night tonight as soon as Evie is home from her unplanned and unannounced vacation.

[Text to H. Radcliffe]

I just got home, I didn't want to wake you. I know it's late, I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was leaving. Your invitations are beautiful.

[Text to S. Djaevelen]

I owe you an apology.

[Text to B. Sablier]

Tassle and I are home. I know you already know because apparently you know everything. But we're home. <3 We should talk in the morning.

[Sent around lunchtime on Wednesday.]

[ Text to L. Mellori ]

You get through the blackout okay Lil?

[ Text to S. Djaevelen ]

I know you lived for like ever before electricity was invented, but I gotta ask if you're okay.

[These are put up after this, late on 3/8 (last Tuesday)]

[ Locked to J. O'Sullivan ]

[Connor actually uses capital letters in addition to spellcheck for this message. It takes some time to compose.]

Captain O'Sullivan. Do all air force pilots retire and become teachers?

[ Locked to A. Gideon ]

u got my fone call rite?

[ Locked to S. Djaevelen ]

u feelin bettur lad?

[Locked to S. Djaevelen]

I decided against the birthday party for now. Maybe you want to make plans to come over? We don't usually do anything thrilling we just lay low for the most part, want to come lay low? Or we can go do something dangerous.

I've been thinking, I'd quite like to meet your Evie sometime.

Did Hayley tell you about her boss's party?

[ E-mail to A. Main ]

I assume Mr. Monarch has sent you the list of trees he wants ordered by April. In case he mentioned this to you, which he probably didn't, I've been looking up invasive species and plant importing laws. Everything checks out except the mountain ash from Slovakia. They're banned because of some disease. So just leave that off the order, and everything else should clear inspection.

[ Text to E. Sablier ]

You officially have plans for April Fool's Day.

[ Text to S. Djaevelen ]

You and Evie are coming with me to my boss's weird April Fool's Day tree sex party.

[ Text to L. Mellori ]

I got a promotion after working with these people for a week.