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[noquieromorir]

I keep watching these youtube videos about japanese cooking...

It's a little annoying because it makes me want to eat but it's very late already, so I shouldn't..

Also I notice Kai's not here? But I feel like it'd be rude calling to ask what's up. It's probably something important.

but if you see this let me know or I'll worry 
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[Voicemail for Manny, May 19th, around 1 am]

[danskannabis]

((OOC: ffff let me do this again so it corresponds with the entry posting time.))

[He hadn't had much internet access the last few days following the events at Madame Maime's, spending most of his time either at the hospital or keeping a check on things at the Myhre apartment. He had been home long enough to filch a few sets of clothes and his school books while everyone was out, as well as his laptop to cruise the internet in the hours Sindre was out cold. When he pulled up his email that night he found the note Manny left; he frowned a small bit, thinking Gilbert would have told his roommates his whereabouts, but.. then again, maybe Gilbert hadn't even received his text.

So he dug out his phone and placed a call that he knew wouldn't be received until the morning, more than happy to entertain conversation should Manny want to call him back.]Hey, Manny, it's Kai. I saw your journal posting; I'm real sorry I haven't got up with you before now. I'm probably.. gonna be out of the house for the next few days, and spotty for a couple'a

[phone call or voicemail reply, around noon May 19th]

[noquieromorir]

[Ah, so that was it. A little relieved (but worried for Kai's friend) he calls back at what he perceives to be a decent hour, though the 1am call time has him questioning that.]

Hola, bro, sorry this is so early, pero, si. I understand. Take care of yourself, too, alright? You all probably have a lot of help and all, pero you need help, I'm probably not busy.
[at this, he laughs a little. God knows he's got nothing to do.]

[Phone call] ((OOC: Let's do dis shit)

[danskannabis]

Ah, nah, ain't no trouble at all. Thanks for gettin' back to me, man; sorry I called so late. Hasn't been much time to jump online.

I think.. I may take you up on the help, though, once Sindre is out of the hospital. It's-- well.

He's got second degree burns, so regardless of what the doctor's say I'm not so sure how well he's gonna handle all that pain once he's out of the hospital. Especially not with bandage changing and the whole nine yards.. I can chat with Valdi and see if he'd be down with you coming over to their place ever so often? Would be cool for you to meet my boyfriend, 'specially since he'll be comin' round the house.

Though still, I'm sorry I didn't let you guys know sooner.

((aww hell yis))

[noquieromorir]

It's alright! I understand, man. That kind of shit makes you focus, not much time for lettin' people know.

Si, I'll be okay doing things. That has to be irritating for him, especially for more stubborn people.

[Thinking about it, he'd be the same. Such injuries would probably keep him from painting, and well, nothing keeps him from painting but a lack of paint.]

Besides, I still haven't met too many people. More the merrier.