#bezazzled

🌇 ||  ---- Oh. A girl he’d never seen before, bright eyed, bright smiled, none of her internal viscera glistening on the outside, or inhuman appendages. Here, in DBCR. It was unusual, especially since Desert Bluffs Community Radio resided partially in another dimension. One easy to enter, but still, unusual. He was stuck at first, but he quickly resolved the mystery of the moment by jumping to conclusions and assuming the most likely in a world of unlikelihood. 

“ Hi! I’m Kevin... ”  He approached with the friendlies, warmest introduction he could, despite his missing eyes-- three, mind you, and cut open smile- but nevermind that. Surely, coming here, she expected that?  “ And, don’t tell me~ YOU must be the new intern. Right? ”  

What made you run away?

Having settled in a rather unsettling place in the multiverse, Mabel had not only been barely getting by, but had also managed to get a hold of a cell phone. On multiple occasions, she tried calling home, to get a hold of her family in her dimension… Of course, to no avail. It’d been years since she last tried using it. So likewise, it’d been years since it beeped. But it beeped, nevertheless, showing multiple messages from an unknown number.

[txt:???] Svool? [txt:???] Sorry. I meant: Hello? [txt:???] There’s someone out here using a cell phone? [txt:???] Who is this? How did you leave your dimension? I might be able to help, but I can’t promise anything.

Pacifica felt like she could finally breathe. After days of searching and scrambling around someone finally responded! That could help her! Pacifica didn’t care who it was, they said they were willing to help and that was all that mattered.

🏕 @bezazzled

“You know I only ask because I worry about ya and care, right?” Stan didn’t believe her, but he didn’t want to push to hard if she really didn’t want to tell him. She just seemed off today was all.

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