Repose

[Locked to Emily G]

There's this immortal being I know? And she has great taste.

[Selina C]

[Blindingly drunk, at about eight in the evening, Christmas Day.]

not as puerile as I rememmber.

[Sam A]

Thank you so much. You know that if you fold enough cranes, you get a wish?

[Daniel W]

It was you, wasn't it?

Where is he?

Where did my dad go?

Where did he go?!?

No one will tell me anything!

[Locked to Reece E]

Hi.

Can you-

Could you help me?

[After she receives his gifts, she sends him a picture and a message. The picture is a close-up of the pendant sitting against her skin, the low swoop of a paint-stained black tanktop just visible, as well as a swipe of blue over the crest of her shoulder.]

It's beautiful. And groovy. [Smiley face.] And I love the band.

[...] I don't want either of us to be alone. It hurts, and we don't have to hurt like that. Name a time and place, and I'll be there.

[After opening the shipment.]

Too expensive.

[Public]
[After this.]

Anonymous pearls? Really?