War Is Coming Communications.

I have officially just been thrown for a loop in the worst way. Long story, one I won't tell.

That's why me and my bottle of tequila would like to come round. I think by now you get that I don't expect anything from you beyond the reputation. I could just really do with not being on my own tonight.

I'm not sure that I fully understand what's going on still, but...

Right. Been here a few days now. I figure freaking out alone in my room probably isn't helping anything.

So, I'm Tyler Simms. Another one, I guess, whatever that means.

And Kitty? Thanks for, well, everything.

Are you oka
That's stupid of course you're not
What do I

Do you need anything?

how did i get to the complex? i dont remember getting myself here.

im confused, and i think my leg is bleeding.

[ooc: Dean dropped her off at the medbay all sedated the other night.]

✉ I've got that info for you.
✉ Come by the Roadhouse, too much to text.

How're you doing?

For next month we can work out something easier for you, but do you need anything?

»Woke up and you weren't here? Where are you?
»Texting takes too long and Martha's glaring at me
»Love you

So, I just got my Pottermore email. Not entirely sure how to feel about this.

Least I got Gryffindor again.

[ooc: And I'm still waiting for mine. /raaaage]