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[text] What are you saying? This is Carlos. I’m sure I’ve got the right number. You gave me the list two hours ago.

[text] You said to make extra sure I got the tampons, too. It was ‘that time’.

Iris cautiously tiptoed her way forward, each little tap coming with the grace of the professional dancer inside her. She didn’t help him up just yet - she had no idea how much he weighed, first of all - but the very least she could do was to take his glasses and properly set them back across his face. Poor old man. Poor, innocent old man!

“You might not believe me,” she said, “but I’ve got contacts in the MPD!! Whoever did this... we’ll find them, and we’ll put them behind bars, for sure!!!”

Her voice was a little too chipper for someone viewing a shooting victim.

Send “Whoops” to my ask box, and my muse will accidentally send your muse a text that wasn’t meant for them. 

“Good evening, good morning, and hello!! It’s the super sneaky superstar of the net, Tesa! aka, A-Set, you bet!!

As you know, all this week, we’ve been broadcasting live from super cool locations all over the United States! Monday was San Francisco’s Embarcadero, Tuesday was the Facebook Headquarters in Menlo Park, and yesterday was Lake Tahoe. But today is extra extra special, because we’re broadcasting live from... drumroll please...

FREE THE SOUL HEADQUARTERS!!! YAY!!!”

“Now, we have to be really, reeaalllly careful here, because I’ve technically broken in. My amazing crew and I had to disable several security measures, and we may or may not have given a guard a little bit of anesthetic. He’s fine, though! He’ll wake up in a few hours, hopefully!” 

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Today was just the best day, wasn’t it? The three month anniversary - the three month anniversary!! - of Maria’s operation, and Carlos had the entire afternoon planned. She was going to come home from the adult learning school, and he was going to surprise her with Pizza Margherita, and Harmless Harvest Coconut Water, and a few things he’d gotten off of her Amazon wishlist and had delivered to the Amazon Lockers outside, because those evil overlords at Elgorg Amazon sure did make everything convenient, didn’t they?

So it was at least a small bit understandable that he wouldn’t exactly be watching where the heck he was going as he semi-skipped through the aisles, and nearly bowling over someone in front of the medicinal teas, knocking their entire basket out of their hands and getting dried fruit all over the floor.

“Oh- God, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I’ll get these for ya.”

He bent down, grabbing what he could, before bending back up to see just who he’d so carelessly bumped into. And he very nearly dropped everything back on the floor again.

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Developing Saito was so difficult, cause we hardly know the guy, other than what the game provides us, but oof... thank you so much! I get heavily worried that I didn't do a good job because he's just displayed as heartless.