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[isawallflower]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, CHEERYCHERRY. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 019.46.820.17 *** CHEERYCHERRY has joined 019.46.820.17 <CHEERYCHERRY> It's Riley! <CHEERYCHERRY> Please leave a message! <CHEERYCHERRY> Please be someone with their priorities sorted out properly!

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<CheeryCherry> its ok i been there before

[isawallflower]

[ Punished...? Like Atem. Like what Atem would do himself.

Guilt sits like a hot rock in her gut. ]

I guess Atem got lucky. Not a lot of doubles out there who weren't acting like jerks.

<Luona>

[softspokenlandlord]

No. No there were not.

I hope we never have to see another copy ever again. Who knows how long I'll be reversing all the damage mine's done. With people, with possessions, all of it.

[He wants to sympathize with Riley, but he also doesn't want to get further into her business...so he tries not to ask any rude questions.]

<CheeryCherry>

[isawallflower]

[ Sympathy would be great, in some ways. To commiserate— misery loves company, isn't that the saying? But, she also thinks if she keeps dwelling it'll weigh her down like an anchor. And, as a phoenix, she needs to fly. ]

Yeah. Me too. To all of it.
Not like possessions mine couldn't do that but


All the rest.

Thank you for reaching out, Ryou. I know it's hard.

<Luona>

[softspokenlandlord]

Thank you for understanding. I think very highly of you, and you're very dear to someone I love, so I wouldn't want to push you away for something as stupid as what the other me tried to start on the network.

[Ryou wants to say more...he does. But...it's not a good time for him, and he's sure it really isn't for Riley either. He's taken enough of her time up at this point.]

I hope I can make it up to you properly. Until then, I appreciate your faith and understanding, Riley.

<CheeryCherry>

[isawallflower]

You're welcome.
But, you really don't have to make anything up to me.
I'm not going to hold it against you. I swear.

[ Rachel screaming at her. Rachel with her knife. Rachel, in utter dismay and pain. ...No. This is nothing. After what her own did, she couldn't. Even if she wanted to. ]