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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, PHIL CONNORS. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 020.22.473.65 *** goodweather has joined 020.22.473.65 <goodweather> You have reached the chatroom of Ryslig's favorite weatherman, Phil Connors <goodweather> If you're contacting me for business deals offer me a price first <goodweather> But if you're looking for a more "fun" time, I'm all ears. ;) | ||||

<goodweather>
Beat will probably find this unusual. He's usually pretty fast to respond to these sort of messages, especially after sending Beat an increasingly worried series of texts his way.
In reality Phil noticed the text pretty soon after it popped up, but he almost immediately closes his laptop after reading what Beat had to say for himself. He's not sure if it's more because he didn't want to deal with this situation right now, or that he was being petty for Beat leaving him hanging to find a moose. That he murdered his boyfriend because he wanted to find a moose.
Either way it's a couple of hours before Phil finally replies, His texts are short and curt.]
Well, what's done is done, I guess.
It's not like I can turn back time and undo everything.
<soundsurfer>
What had he done.
He writes, and erases, so many things before settling on a simple:]
what did i do to you
<goodweather>
There was something more glaring that he struggled with.]
It's not about what you did to me.
It's about what you did to Rev.
<soundsurfer>
oh god
what
did i do
[He doesn't want to know, he has to know.]
<goodweather>
I brought you back to my place since I had some extra bones in the fridge to spare; I figured you were acting this way due to hunger.
[There is another pause before he submits the final message.]
Instead you mauled Rev. And left his corpse.
<soundsurfer>
im so sorry
holy fuck im so sorry
[Didn't even eat him, just mauled him.]
<goodweather>
[He doesn't have the energy to get angry. He's just sad about this whole affair, and as much as he wished he could just get over it, this wasn't a situation where he could just take an apology and move on.]
<soundsurfer>
think of some way to make it better
maybe
[He has no idea how to make it better, how do you make it better. He went and did something stupid, like he normally does, but this time it wasn't just him he hurt in the end.
It was people he cares about.]