2020-05-16 - Updates from the Kitchen Floor

(TXT to Ruiz) August : megan geene says hi

(TXT to Ruiz) August : keene*

(TXT to August) Ruiz : (a few minutes later) Is this some sort of fucking joke?

(TXT to Ruiz) August : no. if you want your memories from that place back she says look her up soon because she's gonna peace out shortly

(TXT to Ruiz) August : not sure how you do tha

(TXT to Ruiz) August : t

(TXT to August) Ruiz : Don't tell me you took her up on her offer

(TXT to Ruiz) August : okay, I won't

(TXT to August) Ruiz : You have got to be fucking kidding me

(TXT to Ruiz) August : she's being followed. some guy in a priis

(TXT to Ruiz) August : pris prius. migraine aura is fucking anonying.

(TXT to Ruiz) August : he's like us. has glimmer. I can show you and alexander what he looks like.

(TXT to August) Ruiz : Who? the guy who's following her? What's that got to do with anything?

(TXT to Ruiz) August : he might know about the asylum. if they sent him adtre her.

(TXT to Ruiz) August : adter. fuck it.

(TXT to August) Ruiz : Okay. Show me what he looks like. I can cross reference police databases, if need be.

The barest, faintest sense of August trying to reach out to Ruiz and utterly failing.

(TXT to Ruiz) August : ...uh, after this migraine is done with me.

(TXT to August) Ruiz : Hey, don't worry about it. Let me.

(TXT to August) Ruiz : Still a bit shaky with this shit, sorry. Uh.. why don't I drop by in a little while and make it easier on both of us, yeah? anything you need?

(TXT to Ruiz) August : nah I'm good. this is a pretty okay kitchen floor.

(TXT to August) Ruiz : Really? Fine. I'll see you in a bit.